Yes, certain songs of Van Morrison remind me of my ex-wife and even his upbeat tunes once made me sad sometimes. But I still stream them.

It’s odd and it’s queer but I feel non-manic happiness now and can listen to those songs and only feel a bit wistful. Twenty-one years gone and I still miss her — she was the smartest, most interesting and beautiful woman I’ve ever known.

I miss her. Terribly. She fell in love with someone else. He moved in the day after I moved out.

So it goes.