91. Three months.
This is the third part of Frédéric Chopin’s Piano trio, Op. 8.
Listening to this at the philharmonic hall made me realize why the three months are so important, why it’s so essential that I do this right. Because it’s too beautiful to forget to care.
Blue Valentine was one of the most unassuming films I’d ever seen, until it started beating me over the head with its AWFUL. POIGNANT. HEART-WRENCHINGNESS. I certainly saw it at the most perfect moment possible in my life.
(to make me a wreck, that is.)
