The bane of my moment, the cause both direct and indirect of the teasing of my nerves...
Okay, okay... trying to be poetic. The word is 'trying'.
The final concert is this coming Sunday... tension is high, and I mean the strings are highly strung, otherwise how would they produce vibrations fast enough to produce a note? Okay... crapping I know...
Can't help it, I'm awake at 3.23am, so that my eyes will not be red and puffy in the morning. (it's a long story...)
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