Connecting the dots

I started this morning a little down, not sure how the day's going to go (a false emotion?). I turn on TSF jazz, and the next song they're playing is John Coltrane's "Naima." It's possibly the best ballad I've ever heard. And it's a song I've wanted to learn. I don't know if I'm looking for comfort, or comfort is looking for me, but there it is.