Dreams from the past ...
Sometimes it does seem that everything is repeated. The same chills up the back familiar music, the same flavors of autumn rain, dead leaves and fresh ... Native corridors and classrooms ... On Tuesday visited her first teacher (Oh! how long ago it was!) Watched as she corrected the new very young children, ... formulation of the hands, fingering, phrasing and depth of sound ... I think that if I am right now plant for the instrument after a month break, I will have the same problem as these crumbs.
Tomorrow will be at IAAS, in the cellar.:) Maybe I'll see with any of his dear))
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