I’m in a 7 year battle with overcoming a neck injury.
I successfully detoxed from painkillers.
I made it back to Memphis.
I re-enrolled in school and am finishing up my Doctorate.
I’ve finished my 2nd recital since coming back.
I have 4 jobs and am able to support myself.
I have a pleasant and safe place to live.
I was able to finance a new car.
Currently working on finishing my 3rd (and final) recital.
Finishing up studying for history exam.
I have a good family and some nice friends.
I haven’t given up on working out and my health, I keep starting back again even after my neck goes out and I have to take a few weeks off.
I keep going after my neck goes out, get it fixed, and then am very careful in order to allow it to settle.
I’m giving up on dating, my music is more important and I’m exhausted.
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It’s held into tightly,
and leaves too quickly.
Slow and steady,
that will help.
The space in-between sounds.
The amount of time until the next beat astounds.
The amount of life left will be quickly drained,
if one does not attain carefully to this thing.
Mesmerizing beauty of time and space,
let it not go,
the time we almost waste.
Don’t give up.
Your time is nigh.
Don’t give up on your dreams.
Shimmering light, refractions of the sunset,
hold tight, don’t let go just yet.
The time is coming, when it’ll all work out.
…just not yet.
Hold closely, the things that make it all worth it.
Don’t give up yet.
It’ll be alright.
It’ll be okay,
Hold on tight.
Dream of a new tomorrow.
A time where things won’t constantly change.
A breadth of space of continuity.
It’ll all be okay.
Wait a moment.
Listen to the sound of the wind blowing past.
Look at the clouds in the sky.
Smell the light fragrance of a flower nearby.
it’ll all work out.
I miss my home…
I didn’t realize it was my home.
It’s been a year since I left.
The day when the pain got so bad, it forced me to leave.
I thought I’d be back in a week, possibly two.
It’s been a year.
I miss you Memphis.
I miss my home.
Beautiful days-have you gone by like a whirlwind of sound?
Impounding, present, demanding pain-will you never leave?
Dreams so strong, I could explode.
Nurture and sustain me though I be weak in spirit and with a troublesome body.
Christmas bells chiming.
All is well at the passing of yesteryear.
Love’s been lost.
Curiosity still unquenched.
Books to read.
Music to learn.
The unending sounds of joy to come.
Family all around.
Friends staying close.
The time has come for all to celebrate.
Christmas time is almost here.
Slowly, I progress…
day by day,
a few steps forwards,
Exercising in the basking sun,
Practicing technical exercises,
shaping up my fingers.
Chopin, Beethoven, Bach,
little by little,
getting my life back.
a recital will be,
my dreams fulfilled.