i've developed a sincere and fixed adoration for chopin's nocturnes over the past year. of course in this context romance is dead because chopin is dead but actually the nocturnes are like, romance can never really die...the reverie of it all lives on. a real devotion to life itself. listening revives my own spiritedness when i feel a bit wayward. romance in all forms exists everywhere, a driving force in life, & we are lucky to witness and play a part in it