Life is a river.

That's what my counselor said. Okay, okay, I can go with that. Maybe life is a river. But who said that it was a river that flowed smoothly and peacefully? There are times when the water turns violent, knocks you down, and laughs when you're drowning. What do you do then? Swim up to the surface.


But there's so many disappointments a person can take.

And I'm tired of swimming against the tide.