I showed up. I sat down today, and I tried. Immediately after moving my sleep time back an hour to get the full 8 that I know my body works best on, I adjusted to the circadian rhythm - lopsided meter, 5|8 - and I was able to get up at 4:30 and go for a run again. I hate running, that's why I started again, to show this body and this mind that I'm the one driving this bus, and I ain't gettin' off. After the run I come back and wrote for ten minutes, did some silent mediation and yoga, and drank my coffee while reading those beautiful James Clear articles that I'm a fanatic about. I called my father to tell him happy birthday - happy 4th to everyone else, not me, I f***ing work on holidays, I'll work on my g*ddamn birthday because it's what Capitol-A-Artists do; we show up - and then I continued my practice in conducting and editing Psalm 23 for tenor/bass choir, which I need to have recorded (6 parts, 12 tracks total, minimum) by July 16th, probably earlier - less than two weeks away. After spending from 10am-1pm conducting and editing I I took an hour for lunch then practiced piano for a good hour and a half for my paid gig that's coming up. Afterword, I thought I'd sit down for a bit and read some articles on advanced composition when suddenly I'd found that I was composing my neglected contemporary flute solo at the piano, and another two plus hours had gone by. Notes on a page babe - notes on a page. Last night I began reading, The inner Game of Tennis: The Classic Guide to the Mental Side of Peak Performance by W. Timothy Gallwey. So for it's exactly what I need, and I should have it done in a few days. I read everyday for an hour from 7:30-8:30 pm in bed. It's one of my keystone habits. It allows me to stay consistent, so that I know I can keep coming back. It's what tells me that it doesn't matter if it's a holiday yesterday, or tomorrow, that I'll be waking up early and getting to work; every, single, day. See you tomorrow.
TAYLOR ROSS™|MUSIC 
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