Fight fright with flight.

I'm trying hard to be philosophical about this whole endings and new beginnings thing, you know, doors closing, windows opening... all that. But today was another bad day where it all just seemed too much to handle and I'm caught in this useless limbo between heartracing panic and pillar-of-salt freeze.
So, let's forget about sordid reality for a bit and instead watch this video that I find strangely soothing:



As usual, my not so subconscious subconscious reacts by cooking up a corny little melody and some rhymes. I won't go so far as to say that it has self-healing powers, but at least it's distracting:

Like the swallow in the sky
waiting for summer
Like the seagull way up high
wants the wind to be stronger
Like the blackbird needs the dawn
to come before it sings
Like those starlings on the lawn
you've got to spread your wings.