Daily Life-Autumn Style

I wake every morning at the same. I jump into the shower, and then proceed to find a decent outfit to wear to school. Some days I'll dress up, some days I'll just throw on a band tee shirt with my baggy jeans. I'll make a quick breakfast, and then pack my lunch if I'm eating in the office. I'll grab my instruments and books and walk to my train station.

The walk is a nice one. It's straight, and short enough to not get too tired and long enough to think. Sometimes I'll wear my Ibanez headphones, listening to my iPod selection on shuffle. I can be listening to Haydn's Trumpet Concerto in E-flat played by Tine Thing and Melissa Etheridge's "Beloved" will come on next.

I take the train in, meet my grandma for tea and then head to my classes. I get all my non-music courses out of the way first, and my late morning and afternoon classes are all music.

Twice a week I have jazz practice, once a week I have trumpet lessons, and once a week I have orchestra rehearsal. Sometimes I'll call a jazz sectional so we can beat out the heads together, or just fool around with our music.

Sometimes I'll stay late after work, and snag a practice room. I'll let the heavy doors shut me into the room and I'll pull out whatever instrument my fingers touch first.

I'll sit with my music in front of me, combatting the marks on the paper with new techniques I've learn. I'll never be able to fully erase them...no I'll never erase them. I'll play through my list of exercises, etudes, and pieces. Sometimes I'll do this at home, in my room.

But walking from the school to the train station last night was wonderful. The sun was setting, the air was actually crisp and I had my pack on my back with a trumpet at my side. I felt wonderful, despite my physical pains throughout the day. Despite the fact I only got in 20 minutes of playing because my head felt like it was going to pop.

I love the quietness of autumn nights. I like thinking bout situations. It's why I do it every day.