Banjo Tuesday

It is still very cold here in Boston so I protested a bit today by wearing summer clothes. I think this is sort of like when I refuse to bring an umbrella when it's overcast, hoping that my choice will keep the rain from falling. I did have to pile on a few layers in order to make the commute, but I'm certain that it made me a bit happier throughout the day. Although I slept in 10 minutes later than I usually do, I somehow managed to leave the house 15 minutes earlier than every other day, so I was far more relaxed than usual.

This put a lot of spring in my step in the morning, but I definitely got more excited when my train pulled into Downtown Crossing at the exact moment that a blind man started picking along on his amplified banjo. His guide dog was chilling out next to the change case and didn't seem to mind when I almost tripped over his giant paw. The day only got better after I bumped into a young guy in a suit picking away at his own banjo in my office building on my way home from work. I think I've heard more live banjo music in the past 12 hours than I've heard in the past five years.