Just had a very strong, nostalgiac response to a guy playing clarinet in the park on our walk. It wasn't a known song like Amazing Grace, or a fun genre like Dixieland. Dude was playing scales. Like I used to warm up with in highschool and college. I very quickly felt like I was with fellow band geeks, rehearsing for an important performance. Didnt realize how much I missed those days. Or... not miss but fondly remember. I dont regret selling my trombone in 2006 to some who would actually use it. I could go on, it was just an unexpected but pleasant couple of minutes.