My last entry involved a man I considered to be musical artist. He allowed me to photograph him and after that, I spent almost a month looking for him again. It wasn’t because I wanted to hear him play again although, that would’ve been an extra bonus. No, because I felt so inspired and emotionally moved by him, I felt compelled repay him for the experience.

I spent at least once a week for just about a month trying to find this guy again. Every time I went to the city I brought a gift for him in my backpack. Once or twice I’d be in the same area and I’d start to hear the music and become excited only to find out it was coming from someone’s little speaker they were playing during their morning live forever exercises.

ONE DAY THOUGH!!! I head the sound and there was no way this was not a live performance. I started walking in a brisker pace and lo and behold... I FOUND HIM!!! He remembered me, we shook hands and I gave him his gift. He was very happy to receive it.