When I left my house at about 6:00pm today, to go get dinner with friends, I discovered that it was actually a very nice day. I'd been chugging along, with my typical, slowly work away at something I don't really want to do approach, with occasional distractions.
Walking home from dinner, I kept thinking about how I should be enjoying days like this more.
My hope is that pretty soon, I'll find more peace of mind, and get more joy out of simple things like a nice day. Even better, I'm sure, would be sharing that joy with somebody special.
I also thought about how it would've been a wonderful night to be playing an outdoor band concert...
Hopefully I'll be able to get that back eventually. The meeting two weeks ago definitely gave me more hope. I tried some exercises, saw the point, and what I should be doing/thinking, and playing felt a bit more right, a bit less wrong. But I also concluded that I'd need more patience, and need to be more relaxed than I am right now. Currently, my plan is to get this master's thesis thing behind me. Presumably, after that, I'll be a lot less stressed out, and better able to face my tuba-demons.
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