Sofie woke with a start. Her heart raced, and her breathing was ragged. She looked down. Sofie was covered in sweat, and it took a minute for her to get her bearings. She propped herself up on an elbow, and loosened her hair from her cheek.
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With regards to "An Equal Music,' I am unacquainted with the book, but now I am going to make a point of finding a copy to read. Thanks for the title recommendation.
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...maybe I'll try to pick up the violin or something, I'll be alive for another fifty or sixty years (God willing), I have plenty of time.
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Then again, it does depend on what type of musician you spend time with. I've found that jazz musicians are a lot more laid back and outgoing (well, except for Miles Davis).
I'll envy you if you do pick up violin. It's a lovely instrument.
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Also, while I've never personally worked with a conductor that creepy, I have worked with pianists like Sofia.
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