Happy Birthday week
Well, my birthday came and went and I managed to milk it for some time. Between early presents from the family units upon my last visit to Stratford, weekend gathering of the peeps, the Autism walk, the actual day and catch-up day with Dre, I've stretched the birthday wishes far enough. Mom actually called the day of this year - how nice!
May 16th - I always wonder if the day is marked, or if I'm thought of by certain people out there in some way. 27 years of wondering where I am, what I'm doing, if I'm okay? Is it romantic to think it's possible? Why it means anything to me every year, I try to keep to myself. Hard to explain really, but I guess I have to admit I care to some degree.
I got a new keyboard because someone thinks I'm special and knew I'd luv it! I've been sans keyboard since before x-mas thanks so some jerk who broke into my car and stole it (mind you, I still have all the cables). Between that and not practicing music therapy for the time being, I've let the music side of things go. I dusted off my old "skills" books (god what a dreadful class that was) and tried my hand at etudes that once haunted me. When you choose to play something and get your mind/hands around it, it's not that bad. John from U of W was in touch recently too. I think it's time for the embouchure to get another kick in the face. [HONK!] Summer of music perhaps?
May 16th - I always wonder if the day is marked, or if I'm thought of by certain people out there in some way. 27 years of wondering where I am, what I'm doing, if I'm okay? Is it romantic to think it's possible? Why it means anything to me every year, I try to keep to myself. Hard to explain really, but I guess I have to admit I care to some degree.
I got a new keyboard because someone thinks I'm special and knew I'd luv it! I've been sans keyboard since before x-mas thanks so some jerk who broke into my car and stole it (mind you, I still have all the cables). Between that and not practicing music therapy for the time being, I've let the music side of things go. I dusted off my old "skills" books (god what a dreadful class that was) and tried my hand at etudes that once haunted me. When you choose to play something and get your mind/hands around it, it's not that bad. John from U of W was in touch recently too. I think it's time for the embouchure to get another kick in the face. [HONK!] Summer of music perhaps?