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I was so busy this weekend that I didn't feel like I had as much time as I wanted for myself.
Sounds like a good thing, and on further reflection, it probably is. But it revealed to me something about my priorities which gave me reason for some pretty major thought.
I gave myself a lot of leeway today, practiced for a while, and let myself cruise, with the intent of seeing The Fountain at 7, perhaps with a friend or two, followed by a fraternity meeting. What I had forgotten about here was quartet rehearsal, 7-9. So just before the movie starts (having already called a couple friends and getting negatives/no answer), I get a call wondering where I am. Dammit.
I really wanted to see this movie, too. It was the payoff of my entire weekend. It was already somewhat diminished by going to it alone, but having it taken from me at the last second...it took a while for me to get back into rhythm.
Seems selfish of me, to be honest. But to be so close to a breakthrough for this long...something's got to go my way one of these times. I feel like a jackass for "skipping" quartet, but I can definitely make up for that. I just hope I don't squander what else I may have accomplished.
I know probably none of this seems totally relevant to anything. I feel better having gotten it off my chest though. Maybe I can proceed normally into the week and be optimistic about this whole thing.
Needless to say Saturday is always the best day of my weekend.
Sounds like a good thing, and on further reflection, it probably is. But it revealed to me something about my priorities which gave me reason for some pretty major thought.
I gave myself a lot of leeway today, practiced for a while, and let myself cruise, with the intent of seeing The Fountain at 7, perhaps with a friend or two, followed by a fraternity meeting. What I had forgotten about here was quartet rehearsal, 7-9. So just before the movie starts (having already called a couple friends and getting negatives/no answer), I get a call wondering where I am. Dammit.
I really wanted to see this movie, too. It was the payoff of my entire weekend. It was already somewhat diminished by going to it alone, but having it taken from me at the last second...it took a while for me to get back into rhythm.
Seems selfish of me, to be honest. But to be so close to a breakthrough for this long...something's got to go my way one of these times. I feel like a jackass for "skipping" quartet, but I can definitely make up for that. I just hope I don't squander what else I may have accomplished.
I know probably none of this seems totally relevant to anything. I feel better having gotten it off my chest though. Maybe I can proceed normally into the week and be optimistic about this whole thing.
Needless to say Saturday is always the best day of my weekend.