So much time planning and preparing. When will I get up, to do what things, and in what order that they will all be done? When, how, what will I eat for the day? How will we move our things? Will we travel this summer, where? What will I do next year? How should I introduce 3-octave scales? And vibrato? What is best for this child? How are we shaping their future?
And what remains at the end of the day, as we return home, as we say goodbye?
Tired with no more plans for the evening but to get to bed. Travel gerrymandering takes 3 swipes just to get home, one for an error, completely unplanned. And yet, it's ok. It's ok.
The planning and preparing have led us to this point, and now we have nowhere, nowhen, left to plan. We are spinning in circles, breathing the time, and so often it seems that our fingertips just miss one another as we spin off into another cycle, landing in another world of disorder waiting for us to shed our blind light.
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