yesterday evening a crowd gathered in mount vernon square to watch the washington monument light up. it felt magical and wholesome; my favorite part was watching the fireworks dissolve into gold dust. i can see the monument now through my windows, glowing in the cold night air. "bright are the stars that shine; dark is the sky; i know this love of mine will never die." it's such a simple song, and after twenty-two years of listening to it, why does it still always sound so new and so poignant?