Hold Back the Dark

I got the news today that family friends had been killed in a car accident.  There were two cars and no survivors, only two couples gone.  Before the news, I was feeling pretty low after another bad night of sleep, a sore throat, and a headache.  But there is a certainly clarity of death.  Like sitting in the chair at the eye doctor when she flips the lenses one final time and suddenly everything is clearer that you could remember it ever being before.  The smudges are gone, the focus sharp.

I'm at a loss for what to say but I keep thinking of this scene.  I don't know if dancing will help, I don't know if it can push back the edges of the dark, seeping feeling of loss, and the fear that accompanies the acknowledgment that people are just too damn fragile.  I don't know anything, really.  But I know that two robots, twirling, spinning, loving each other impossibly, makes me feel comforted, if only for a few minutes.