Just Go

Last night Bob and I went to see "This Is It". I was riveted with the sounds of his music, the effort of the dancers, the deference paid to MJ by all...and the sense that Michael was so very alone, even in the midst of adoring staff that had been with him for a long time. The movie is well done, giving those who seek some closure a last glimpse. The man was frail; driven by near impossible standards. And in the end, he just wanted rest. To sleep. Perchance to dream.