Riverless.

I don't know when the crying stopped and the sleeping began. I only know that somewhere in the middle there a volcano erupted within me to create and so that's what I did. My pen took flight and eased my aching heart temporarily. The happenings of the last few days are drawing inward and you can see it on my face. I find myself deleting every little thing I write on here for fear of offending, for feelings of guilt, for tiredness of being a drag and grasping every opportunity to show it with snide remarks and constant complaints. Maybe it is time for this year to be over.

"River" by Joni Mitchell

It’s coming on christmas
They’re cutting down trees
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
But it don’t snow here
It stays pretty green
I’m going to make a lot of money
Then I’m going to quit this crazy scene
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I made my baby cry

He tried hard to help me
You know, he put me at ease
And he loved me so naughty
Made me weak in the knees
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I’m so hard to handle
I’m selfish and I’m sad
Now I’ve gone and lost the best baby
That I ever had
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I made my baby say goodbye

It’s coming on christmas
They’re cutting down trees
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on