All my laziness has accumulated inside of me this semester, and now that I don't have anything in particular to accomplish, I've become an absolute sloth. It's great.
That said, I do have a relentlessly guilty impulse to practice horn. I have a big audition coming up. It pokes and prods my mind while I'm napping and eating cookies. It taps me on the shoulder while I'm out with my friends. I feel like it throws crumpled up pieces of paper in my general direction, and they hit the floor and stare at me blankly. It's more of a nuisance than anything else. This impulse equals me for the rest of my life.
I have been practicing, but not nearly enough. I know I said this yesterday, but there's always tomorrow.
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