It’s getting to the point where, several times a week, I receive telephone calls. No, really! From total strangers who just want to get my opinion, or verify if my opinion has changed since the last time they took my “pulse”.
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Already a month since my last visit to this ongoing effort; some effort needed, obviously. The water is starting to run again, outside my office window, although the accumulated snow is probably at it’s deepest since a calendar year ago. Less than two hours left before my bus rides home; the big question is whether I will remember to stop and buy coffee. Long weekend in sight.
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Part of my identify crisis, musically speaking, is that I don’t like to practice. I have no problem with the concept. I enjoy playing my instrument while “on task”. I just don’t have the discipline to regularly ignore everything else. Call it a symptom of attention deficit, label it as laziness, accept it as part of my character set. Practice makes imperfect.
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