Time

This Christmas I have been given a gift. One that I wanted so very very much. I have been given time. and I am so happy.

The reason for this happiness is itself not so happy. My back problems are quite bad, and my piano teacher told me I need to take a break from practising until they begin to get better. For now I have to swim, do exercise and see a physiotherapist. I saw the physiotherapist yesterday and thankfully nothing too serious is wrong with me, I have muscular tension and the physiotherapist gave me a massage and bent me this way and that and pulled on my legs...it was definitely an odd experience...but anyway, he also put a large band-aid on my shoulder to stretch my muscles which I had people at school sign. I've always secretly wanted an injury that would involve a cast and signing. My band-aid is not from an injury and is not a cast, however, that does not matter. It is still sign-worthy.

because I say so.

I am so happy to be released from practising the piano...two to three hours a day is a long amount of time. It always means my whole morning, 11-2pm or afternoon, 5-8pm is taken up and with schoolwork and homework little time is left for anything else. I finally have time to really relax and to spend time with people, read, bake, cook, go to youth group, watch movies and thousands of other things I never have time for. and I am so happy. so very happy. I could maybe burst.

but that'd be gross.

I miss playing the piano a little. My days feel empty without it. I'm not used to having so much free-time. I had to play for the first time in a few days for my chamber music class yesterday, and I enjoyed playing (!) something that hasn't happened for a while. I need to find a new, fresh approach to practising when I start again.