…because when you are walking to work one sunny morning (ahem, today), and things are a bit jumbly inside your head, and you’re not quite sure what your next move in life should be, some guy will ride by you very slowly on an absurdly adorned bike, singing “Let It Be” in a loud, clear and wonderful voice and you remember that that is exactly what you should do: Let it be.

(Pic above is clearly not the guy on the bike, but rather the view I had as I listened: Tompkins Square Park. To take a picture of said guy might have been viewed as an open invitation for the [let’s face it, questionably sane] guy to go berserk on me.)