I am on a lonely road and I am traveling Traveling, traveling, traveling Looking for something, what can it be Oh I hate you some, I hate you some I love you some Oh I love you when I forget about me I want to be strong I want to laugh along I want to belong to the living Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive I want to wreck my stockings in some juke box dive Do you want - do you want - do you want To dance with me baby Do you want to take a chance On maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby Well, come on

All I really really want our love to do Is to bring out the best in me and in you too All I really really want our love to do Is to bring out the best in me and in you I want to talk to you, I want to shampoo you I want to renew you again and again Applause, applause - life is our cause When I think of your kisses My mind see-saws Do you see - do you see - do you see How you hurt me baby So I hurt you too Then we both get so blue

I am on a lonely road and I am traveling Looking for the key to set me free Oh the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling It's the unraveling And it undoes all the joy that could be I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun I want to be the one that you want to see I want to knit you a sweater Want to write you a love letter I want to make you feel better I want to make you feel free Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Want to make you feel free I want to make you feel free

from Joni's fantastic album Blue. It has beautiful guitaring and singing. And this is a song that is a true reflection on love and the whole process behind that.

"Oh I love you when I forget me" says how I feel too, even though sometimes to forget myself in love is hard. Especially when "greed is the unravelling" of love and "undones all the joy that can be". I wonder how hard is to want little and be happy with what one already has and thus be free. Instead we end up hurting one another more and more and then "we both get so blue".

This also ties up with another Eagles song, "You think you will find happiness beyond that green hill, but you never will. So learn to be still".

But for now even though the last 2 weeks have been extremely painful, it was as if it took so long for the debris of the submarine blasted under the sea to surface, I take hope, put on my rose glasses, watch the sun falling across my desk and the pile of papers I have to finish reading by tonight and breathe the falling foliage scented air knowing that as in Bob Dylan's song, "it's not dark yet, but it's getting there" is the metaphor for this life I have been given to live.

I also bought 4 books on Amazon yesterday night and I plan to take a Poetics class next semester. Yeah!

Yes check out Joni's Blue!!