The sun,—the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness to man—burst upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory. Through costly-coloured glass and paper-mended window, through cathedral dome and rotten crevice, it shed its equal ray. Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist (via bookmania)

Lessons from playing “Mary Had A Little Lamb” approximately 200 times on the Bb Clarinet.

I’m a perfectionist. It’s plagued me for most of my life. Recently, though, I’ve given myself more space to allow flaws more than ever before, probably because I see the beauty, necessity, and importance of making errors. But pair my desire to be perfect with how much I enjoy being good at things, and it’s createsContinue reading “Lessons from playing “Mary Had A Little Lamb” approximately 200 times on the Bb Clarinet.”

It is so incredibly life-affirming to be loved and valued by kind, genuine, awesome people. Sometimes I think I care too much what others think, and I usually do. Other times, though, when it’s apparent that a good person sees the good in you, it’s the best.