The rivers of my emotions

This is me as a river flowing from the clear spring in the mountains to a big river that flows even if it faces obstacles, a river with waterfalls (panic zones, stressful periods) and lakes (comfort zones, periods of stagnation), a river that gets water from it effluents (external influence, what I get from the others) to grow bigger and bigger, stronger and stronger

I follow rivers

I imagined this painting while listening to I follow rivers.
Here are the lyrics of the song that inspired me.
Oh, I beg you, can I follow?
Oh, I ask you, wanna always
Be the ocean, where I unravel
Be my only, be the water where I'm wading
You're my river running high, run deep, run wild
I, I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Dark room honey, I follow you
Heed a message, I'm the runner
He's the rebel, I'm the daughter waiting for you
You're my river running high, run deep, run wild
I, I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Dark room honey, I follow you
You're my river running high, run deep, run wïld
I, I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Dark room honey, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Deep sea baby, I follow you
I, I follow, I follow you
Dark room honey, I follow you