That Beethoven knew what the hell he was doing. Sometimes I sit and question what I'm doing with myself and why I'm here and that just spirals downwards in no time. That's when I try to find time to myself so I can listen to this song and sing along with it. It helps cheer me up. I suppose a world where Beethoven existed and put his soul into dots on paper can't be all that depressing of a place to live.
Thanks for letting me share. I know it's the New Year and all but bleh. Mozart's on next.