I thought I must have misplaced it, and I was damn emo.
Searching through the practice rooms, the music office, the reception...
It was no where to be found.
Then there it was - in my locker, afterall.
Not at the compartment I usually keep it though.
I hate metronomes,
but I treasure this very one which I've been using since I was a kid.
It had seen me growing as a musician.
Alles Gute!
Searching through the practice rooms, the music office, the reception...
It was no where to be found.
Then there it was - in my locker, afterall.
Not at the compartment I usually keep it though.
I hate metronomes,
but I treasure this very one which I've been using since I was a kid.
It had seen me growing as a musician.
Alles Gute!
Labels: on life, the violinist