I was driving home late last night down Storrow Drive listening to an Armenian song with a duduk, acoustic guitar, flute, etc. and the angelic voice of a girl who died a tragic death. It is such a beautiful song. My eyes were like running faucets. Keep life in perspective. Because it really is beautiful. I have the best parents, the best sister and brother, and the best friends. I've seen some of the most beautiful things in the world and been to the best places on earth. The rest will never matter.