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Things always start lining up, it seems, at the precise moment I stop needing them to.
I've received more good news about my tromboning abilities, more requests for gigs and the like, in the last three weeks than ever before. Now that it doesn't matter to me, it seems that I'm sounding better than ever. Life's funny that way.
I'm in the process of getting packed up and prepared to leave for Ontario this Sunday. It has all, oh-so-characteristically, happened too quickly this last month, and I know that when I land in Toronto on Sunday night my head will be spinning from the impact.
No aspect of my life has any clear direction at this moment, and for once I am ok with the overwhelming sensation of absolute uncertainty.
I've received more good news about my tromboning abilities, more requests for gigs and the like, in the last three weeks than ever before. Now that it doesn't matter to me, it seems that I'm sounding better than ever. Life's funny that way.
I'm in the process of getting packed up and prepared to leave for Ontario this Sunday. It has all, oh-so-characteristically, happened too quickly this last month, and I know that when I land in Toronto on Sunday night my head will be spinning from the impact.
No aspect of my life has any clear direction at this moment, and for once I am ok with the overwhelming sensation of absolute uncertainty.