Goodbyes

Alright, you will have to forgive me. It's been a very long week, and I am (as my British friends would say) KNACKERED. I'm going to write this as quickly as I can while I'm still feeling the spirit of the evening.

Tonight I finished up a short run of the musical Nine with Lyric Stage. We had loads of fun being on stage with the actors and pouring ourselves out through the lush orchestrations.

I started thinking this afternoon about other last performances in my life. I flashed back to middle school years. I used to get real sad about performing pieces for the last time, especially at Region or band camp concerts.

I don't really mourn last performances anymore. I suppose I've been playing long enough now that 'lasts' don't feel new or out of the ordinary anymore. It's just part of the whole process of being a musician:

1. Learning
2. Editing
3. Mastering
4. Performing (Showcasing, Displaying, however you want to look at it)
5. Finishing (Ending, Leaving, Departing, etc...)

Endings are just part of the cycle of my musical life now. I find it to be no sad thing. For when this thing ends, another begins - and usually it's right around the corner! There is no time to mourn an end!

In 39 minutes I will say goodbye to the last day of my 27th year of life. I'm not sad about that either. Another year means another part of my life. The cycle continues on.

Good night. Love you all. Thank you for reading.