The stag cries on a distant hilltop.
Lonely and oppressive Autumn settles in just as I accilmate to the chaos of my brief semester. Chilly winds and glassy sunlight Peirce through my eyes and my clothes. They cool and freshen my scrambly temperment.
Friday is a day filled with emotional ups and downs. I have a morning ensemble with amazing players (all of whom are younger than I) and Intimidation's beastly blurry beckon is gently balanced with the elation of looking forward toward music. It feels good to have my insecurity plainly shown to an audience and to move on without hesitation to the goal.
Maybe they're just respecful, focused musicians. Either way I feel clean after this ensemble, even if I work up a nerve beforehand.
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