I just got told I am "awesome" at the piano for the first time in my life (me mam praised me at piano way back in the day when I was still a wee piano-playing tot, but I don't think she ever specifically used the term awesome). It's most definitely a falsehood, but if I think comparatively to how I sounded a few months ago--before I took it upon myself to attempt practicing everyday--then heck yes, my piano playing is indeed awesome. I mean it had nowhere to go but up.
On a side note, I can't believe how much I am enjoying the process of persistently sucking until I gradually reach the level of not-so-sucky aka awesome (depending on how you look at it). I haven't enjoyed that process on flute for years and all of the sudden I'm enjoying practicing an instrument? And not on the one that I supposedly really qualify as awesome? Stupid brain you make no sense.
Easier Done Than Said: Attempts at blogging by a girl who doesn't like writing.
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