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Day One Hundred Fifteen (Year Six)

Sometimes I think I learn more about myself on the days I'm not really expecting to, than on any day when I actually sit down and try to.

In the process of sorting things and putting them away the last couple of days (in between nursing the Mrs. back to health), what I've found most interesting of all are the things that have floated from the bottom of the pile to the top.  In the last twenty four hours alone, I've found:

1.  The journal I bought, and started, in January, to track my playing. 

2.  A book about by Rikky Rooksby about Songs & Solos that I had started and never finished (that, on looking at it tonight, has more info in it that can help me than I even suspected when I bought it.

3.  The good start I had made on my practice binder at the start of the year, still unfinished.

And those are just the first three things that come to mind.  There's more, there's always more.

We're fast approaching the end of another calendar year.  A year that started with great hopes for all of the things I was going to finish during those 365 days.  Another year in which I have fallen well short of those goals.  But instead of beating myself up over it and feeling guilty (well, okay, so there will be at least a bit of that), I'm going to use it as motivation, both for the end of this year, and all of the next. 

2016 has in it the potential for major change.  The Mrs. graduates.  We may or may not be moving.  I'm going to have to answer some long standing questions about graduate school.  The list goes on and on.

What I'm really going to need is to be able to fall into the studio and see myself making steady progress.  It will keep me grounded.  It will keep me sane.

Because, if I thought that this year was stressful, something tells me that the year that's right around the corner may well be even more stressful.

It's definitely time to do better, to be better, and to see just what I can really accomplish if I use all of the resources available to me.

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