I can never forget the wonderful melodies the bagpipes play. Listening to bagpipe tunes always reminds me of a happier place outside this world. But that's not the point. My spirit lightens and somewhat floats at the sorrowful nature of the instrument itself. I've always wanted to visit Scotland to watch the countrymen blow bagpipes in their cotton wrap-arounds, despite everyone reminding me about the Loch Ness Monster.

Violins, how they blend in to complement the sound of the bagpipes so perfectly, how you'll always discover violin parts among the bagpipes. How the sound of the violins makes you ponder on your childhood. How the bagpipes remind you of subtle sorrow.

And how the chill in a rainy day seems a little warmer now.