The times they are a changing

I must apologise to anyone who reads my blog and gets fed up of it being fairly emotional. Saying that, I did create the blog as a personal journal, as I'm at a weird point in my life. So in many ways, it's intention is being fulfilled and this writing is surely working on a cathartic level.
The last few days have been extremely emotional. I've been getting upset throughout the day and have felt literally, like everything is piling up on top of me. I spent most of yesterday getting upset at random points; on the bus to work, whilst teaching, when back at home, on sleeping, on waking.Sounds bloody depressing, I know! I think, in many ways, this is the result of opening my heart by writing poems and reevaluating stuff in my last blog post;This has stirred up alot of emotion in me. I don't see crying bas a bad thing though, crying's a way of dealing with raw emotion and letting it out so to speak...a bit like purging in some strange sense.
I await the day when I can sit back and feel like someone is truly nurturing, caring and deeply loving me. I'm not going to search for it though, it'll come to me if it's supposed to.
I do feel there's light in the distance and good times are coming to me, hence the title of my rant today. Good old Bob Dylan, I love some his songs.

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

Love to all of you caring compassionate souls out there - you make the world a beautiful place.xx