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Year Three, Day 326: Lyft Karaoke

Last night, after choir practice, I walked slowly to the bus stop. My first bus was due to arrive in about ten minutes. So I took out my cell phone and played a few rousing rounds of Words with Friends. But my second bus had a 25 minute wait! I was tired. My feet hurt and it was a bit chilly out. Plus I had Baby Gracie duty in the morning. Early in the morning.

So I ordered a Lyft ride. I'm glad I did. My driver arrived in about 3 minutes. I asked him how his evening was going. We chatted amicably for a bit and then suddenly we were talking about music! I believe I had mentioned that I was coming from choir practice.

Well it turns out that driver studied voice in high school and had been in a band in college. I asked him if he sang currently and he proudly replied, "I sing Karaoke!"

Apparently he is quite good. Wins contests and everything. I joked that maybe he should do Karaoke Lyft rides!

We both chuckled. At the next red light he put in a CD of his college band. I was impressed. Really nice blues/rock sound. The lead singer sounded quite a bit like Mick Jagger! Sadly, we arrived at my home after one song. I wish my ride had been longer.

I've got music on the brain. Choir practice last night, practicing organ, Karaoke Lyft, and better still: I have been listening to my online course on the history of classical music through Yale University (free course through Coursera.com).

I walked home one mile tonight, listening to Mozart symphonies.

My heart is swelling. It has been a long time since I have really listened to classical music. Long story, but I am inspired to spend more time listening, studying and practicing. I have wasted so much of my life worrying, battling negative thoughts, chastising myself for my weaknesses, or drowning my sensitive feelings in food, dysfunctional relationships and mindless pursuits like television and the internet.

All the while my piano is gathering dust. My fingers are still nimble. My mind relatively alert. Thinking musical thoughts centers me.

Perhaps this is who I have always been. Before I started padding my sensitive feelings against criticism and unkind words.

We shall see where this lands me. But for now, it does feel to be inspired again!

Happy Wednesday!

Talk to you tomorrow!

Love,

Zita


This picture was taken this morning at my bus stop. The blooming tree surrounded by Canadian Geese filled my heart with joy.
P.S. Here is today's hooping video: Day 280!


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