tears in rain

So I watched Fallen on DVD the other day, because when I saw it cheap at Target, I remembered that I dug it when it was in theaters. It's still a servicable film, and DW is always fun to watch. Especially when he goes over the top, as he does in this one.

About half way through the flick, we get a short speech from DW, where he says:

There are moments which mark your life. Moments
when you realize nothing will ever be the same.
And time is divided into two parts. Before this
and after this.

This has stuck in my craw (I think that's located near the cloaca) all week, partly because I've never really experienced such a moment. Indeed, for me it's quite the opposite: nearly every moment divides my life. Each moment brings a new revelation, a new viewpoint, a new way of doing the same old thing. And from then on, nothing is ever the same.

The intensity of the moment varies, and oddly enough, it seems like
the greatest pivotal moments come in clumps. When it rains, it pours, I guess. In great enough quantity, such moments can knock me out of a rut and into a new orbit (and often, a new rut). Two things are certain: I can look back into my past and identify plenty of pivot points where I changed direction and became something else (whether it was something better is subject to debate), not just a single such point as the DW character intimates. The second certainty: I'm currently about 2 or 3 such moments from a whole new trajectory. Stay tuned for "after this".