Just got home from a couple hours of practice, and it feels great. This fall, thanks in large part to piano lessons I'm taking, I have found a renewed sense of joy in practice. Or maybe "renewed" is the wrong word, since that implies that it was there before. No, I have never really enjoyed practice before. But now it feels right. I am learning from it, almost every time, and seeing (small) progress. Tonight I also wrote the 2nd half of a new jazz tune I'm working on. (Any name suggestions? Leave a comment...)


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