World Keeps Turning

Something (could've been procrastination) led me back to this site last night. When I got there, the one that struck me most was this one:

Still have her. Just miss us.

It was in the heartbreak category, and indeed, this seems to me heartbreak of the cruelest variety. Then again, I've experienced that variety of heartbreak. The heartbreak depicted in Pollock, a phenomenal movie about a complex man, his art, and his love(s), I have never experienced. First he's really horrible to his wife, drinks way too much, and cheats on her, and then she leaves him during which time he takes up with another woman, starts drinking even more, and eventually dies in a drunk driving accident, killing another woman as well. Ouch. His widow, left behind with finality this time, goes on to paint some of her most brilliant work, as this song closes out the soundtrack:

On our anniversary

There'll be someone else where you used to be

The world don't care and yet it clings to me

And the moon is gold and silvery

Who knows where the sidewalk ends

Well the road will turn and the road will bend

They always say he marks the sparrow's fall

How can anyone believe it all?

Well the band has stopped playing but we keep dancing

The world keeps turning the world keeps turning

On his hand he wore the ring of another

And the world keeps turning the world keeps turning

Yes it does. And apparently it's turning in such a way tonight as to show us a more brilliant than usual gold and silvery moon. My kids and I are off to check it out in our Madison sky...