I wish I had a river I could skate away on...

I don't wish I had a river I could skate away on. This is called situational irony. Met with my advisor for drinks, to discuss, ostensibly, what i've done all semester. and we did discuss that, but we also discussed politics, how i became a Christian, the validity of my poetry, anecdotes, publishing possibilities, a trip to dc (in the interest of politics) together. It gave me every encouragement of this fertile collaboration continuting.