Most of Monday, Sept. 20, belonged to the rain and fog. The walk to my classes, holding a broken umbrella above my head, had set me in a decidedly uncreative frame of mind. I wanted nothing more than to sit in my room for the rest of the day. However, my music professor required a concert attendance as part of our grade, so I went to see Karen Slack and Casey Robards perform in the chapel at 7 pm. The concert lasted about an hour, and by the end, I had nearly forgotten about the rain and drudgery outside. While I am not a music or art major, the concert nonetheless touched and challenged me in ways I could not have predicted.