  When I was driving to work today, after I spent the morning having an emotional breakdown, I saw something inspiring. As I was waiting at a light on North Capitol I saw this woman on a bench wearing earphones and listening to music.
She was so overcome by the music it seemed like she was in her own little world. She was flailing her arms and stomping her feet to the beat of the music while swaying back and forth. It was to a level of a spiritual experience. She had this passion within her and she just had to let it out. She didn't care who was around her, or what anyone thought of her enthusiasm, all that mattered was she was listening. I sat in my car and watched her for the whole 3 minutes I sat there. It was mesmerizing. I actually began to envy her.
I don't have that kind of passion in my life right now about anything. She has so much of it that even listening to her favorite song can't enclose it. I'm probably just making a big deal of of nothing, but watching that woman on the bench has been the best part of my day. 
