Help Me

Super hard to see but I'm wearing ear seeds!

Love me some Joni Mitchell. Apparently, so does President Obama, because today's song is another one from his nighttime summer playlist:

Help me
I think I'm falling
In love again
When I get that crazy feeling
I know I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble
'Cause you're a rambler and a gambler
And a sweet taIking ladies man
And you love your lovin'
But not like you love your freedom

I picked this song today not because I'm falling in love too fast, but because once again, I made the choice today in the wake of my continued need to heal from trauma to reach out for help, this time from my acupuncturist:

Help me...

I think I'm falling
In love too fast
It's got me hoping for the future
And worrying about the past
'Cause I've seen some hot hot blazes
Come down to smoke and ash
We love our lovin'
But not like we love our freedom

Didn't it feel good
We were sitting there talking
Or lying there not talking
Didn't it feel good
You dance with the lady
With the hole in her stocking
Didn't it feel good
Didn't it feel good

And although what she was helping me heal was related to my first understandings about love more than it was related to a past, current or future love, I did have a male "visitor" while on the table. It was the image of a former colleague, someone of the tall, dark and handsome persuasion that has always been how I pictured my partner. I've never actually had a partner like that, but then again, I've never actually had a partner either.

I felt much better after my acupuncture treatment, had a good day at work, relished the beautiful bike ride home, made myself dinner:

Help me
I think I'm falling
In love with you
Are you going to let me go there by myself
That's such a lonely thing to do
Both of us flirting around
Flirting and flirting
Hurting too
We love our lovin'
But not like we love our freedom

Yes, Joni, I love my freedom. No doubt about it.

But falling in love is pretty awesome too when the time is right...