What they think of me
Last night we had a life coach at rehearsal to help us with non-music preparation for contest. One of the things she had us do was go around with a sheet of paper on each person's back and spend fifteen minutes writing, on as many as you could get to, one word that was what that person was to you or made you think of. The purpose was to discover what each of us brought to the group.
And yes, I had to tell my inner smartass to shut up.
And yes, I had to tell my inner smartass to shut up.