Sanglots is now officially approved to be on my senior recital. the poem is undeniably exquisite. so glad to have another chance at performing the piece, especially since it’s been so woven into my consciousness lately.
I keep finding music that I desperately want to learn and perform. ironic, seeing as my recital in march will more than likely be the last solo performance I do, at least for a few years. as soon as I decided to not pursue a performance career…I started singing beautifully, and fell in love with the art all over again. amazing what freeing myself from the pressures of success did.
I’m going home in less than a week. looking forward to the drive…the catskills are breathtaking this time of year. I have a lot of work to get done between now and thanksgiving break, but everything seems to be flying by almost before I can get a grasp on it. when I was a kid, it seemed like the passage of time was excruciatingly slow; now I find myself wondering where the time has gone.
You can’t waste your days wishing they’d slow down;
you would’ve thought by now I’d have learned something.