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Day One Hundred Eight (Year Four)

So, my brother called tonight, which means I got the chance to bring up that crazy voice mail that I mentioned in last night's post.  From my viewpoint (that of someone who feels he never has enough time to get to all of the practicing he wants to do), my brother has this great life... he's going to school for music, so every time he practices, it's part of his homework.  Sometimes, though, I get the feeling that he looks at my schedule, with my hour here, and my hour there, and gets envious of me.  What it comes down to is this: we both feel like we have so much stuff that we want to work on, but he has professors that keep adding to his pile, while I only have me to thank for that.

We both admitted that we try to do too much, and that our playing would likely improve if we simply focused more intensely on less things at any given time.  I'm not entirely sure I'll actually be able to do that, but I'll try it if it will make me feel like I'm getting closer to where I want to be even after a good day of music.

I need to do more tomorrow.  I hate writing that.  I want each day to be filled with enough progress that I can see the steps forward.  That might be too much to ask.  I know I'm in a better place than I was when I started the blog, and I definitely know I'm in a better place than I was even at the start of the summer.

I need to keep reminding myself that it's a journey and a process, and that everything good takes time.  Still, though, more tomorrow.  And better.

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