Violin

I stopped to listen to a street performer playing a violin this morning and it made my very bad mood a little better. Of course, I shared this tidbit with the peeps on effbook and a friend sent me this amazing article . . . old but very worth the read:

Pearls Before Breakfast
Can one of the nation's great musicians cut through the fog of a D.C. rush hour? Let's find out.

Gave me goosebumpers.

"If you love something but choose not to do it professionally, it's not a waste. Because, you know, you still have it. You have it forever."