if we let ourselves instead be inspired and do it, even though we already know it, we will continue to move forward.
i went to a musical fireside this evening. coming from the above meeting, i arrived late and slipped in the back. in a way, i felt like someone coming in from a cold december evening to listen to the choir of an old church. anywhere i can hear "a poor wayfaring man of grief" on the violin is a good place to be.
(i desperately wanted a nice shot of the choir in the church where kevin talks to the old man in home alone, but my search to find one was to no avail...)