Dear 2010,
You remind me a lot of that one thing that ruins a kid's life over and over and over and then suddenly is recognized as absolutely necessary for that kid's survival in the real world. I keep writing this next sentence differently because I can't decide what I want to say. Hm. I don't know. I guess when shit hits the fan so often... I don't know. Adversity makes you stronger, I've always known that. You just made me relearn it the hard way. I won't miss you, but I'll remember. And I still have four pages of acknowledgment sitting in a notebook for me to find again in ten years. I don't know what else to say to you.
1. I resolve to practice my clarinet twenty minutes, every day. At least. I will learn my parts in a timely fashion. No more doing just enough. No more bullshitting my way through runs until the week of the concert.
2. I resolve to be a little less hesitant, and to act with conviction and confidence.
3. I resolve to be patient.
4. I resolve to be honest.
Love from,
keira
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