Sunday, February 23, 2014

it's the little things

I work so damn hard at learning to play viola. And all it takes is my teacher comparing my weakling efforts to those of a fabulous 14-year-old student who's only been playing a year (and is going to perform pieces I could never hope to play, and have long since given up on) to make me want to throw my way-too-expensive viola against the wall and just quit forever. I mean, what is the intention there? It's not like there's any hope of motivating me to go back and become a 14-year-old.

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