It’s late and I don’t really have a lot to say today. But I’m supposed to blog every day so you get song lyrics instead of anything more thoughtful. I’m feeling a little crazy tonight–ABC Chicken Crazy. Just sayin’.

“I know we never will be perfect
Never entirely clear
(when the moon shines)
We get hurt and we just panic
And we strike out
Out of fear
(you were only being kind)
I fear the sentence of this solitude
200 years on hold
(for my loving crime)
Oh and all we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold.”

“When I thought life had some purpose
Then I thought I had some choice
(I was running blind)
And I made some value judgments
In a self-important voice
(I was outa line)
But then absurdity came over me
And I longed to lose control
(into no mind)
Oh all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold.”

–Come in from the Cold,
Joni Mitchell