This past week taught me more than four semesters of college.
Middle schoolers don't shut up.
Old people don't care if you only had a month to prepare a ridiculously challenging program after a ridiculously difficult opera. They want their performance now and get very angry when they find out the time was changed to a matinée.
Music life after high school requires a legal marriage between yourself and your instrument.
Hitting limits is hard. Breaking them is even harder.
Upping your practice schedule is good. Suddenly doing it is bad.
Procrastination really isn't a good thing.
You should own more than one pair of flip-flops.
Don't borrow an umbrella and lose it.
I lack some very basic human capacities. I bitch a lot. Too much caffeine and I talk faster than Martha. It seems I have a touch of ADD sometimes.
My cello has a glorious wolf tone all up and down the G string--and what do you know it--the C string too.
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