Following a night spent drinking way too much wine and staying up far later than I should have listening to my favorite of Nick's new acquisitions, the Anna soundtrack, a nap was in order. Thank *insert what you'd like* for summer hours at work!

Although, my much needed nap was cut short by a man digging through the dumpster in the alley. It wasn't the clanking of bottles or rifling through trash bags below that woke me, no, it was his singing. This man, who I never saw, had an earnest and, needless to say, good voice. I didn't recognize the song, but in my dazed state was oddly mesmerized.