To the girl who takes the time on mild, winter mornings to open her window and serenade all the less than enthusiastic morning folks with her love story style violin playing; I thank you. Every time I walk by from my parking spot and hear you play, no matter what mood I'm in, I am automatically carried away to your world for a few seconds and in those few seconds, nothing else matters. I can see the faces on the others that walk by too and can tell they have joined me on the short journey to your heartfelt playing. I usually wave and you wave back and that brief moment sets the stage for my entire day. Thank you so much for being you. —Forever your fan