before i forget this in the midst of my (long) day...

[somedaysmuse]

i dreamed last night that i was in marching band again, except that i really sucked at it. but not because i lacked the ability, but because i wasn't and hadn't been trying. i was one of those people i hated in high school. and in my dream, it was like i was watching myself from the platform-- marching out of the form because i'm reading music off the lyre (not that we ever used those) because i didn't know it yet, and the most awful horn angle (my pet peeve). and it made me sad (not the me that was marching, but the me that was watching), because it used to be something i was so disciplined at and so passionate about. and so i resolved to take my horn home and learn everything and practice really hard, because there was a contest/performance/something in two weeks.

i was thinking about that dream when i was brushing my teeth this morning, and i realized that easter is in two weeks (more or less).