i play the piano

the walking issue has been resolved thanks to a trip to the toyota dealership. my 2006 corolla is blue and absolutely dreamy. the idea that i can get in it and go anywhere is a new feeling. i think the last time i "had" a car (and by had, i think i mean borrowed, and by car i think i mean my parents' car) was in my last two years of college. the feeling nearly matches that one i had in chicago where i could get out and walk anywhere. still, i think i prefer the walking feeling. i breathed fresh air and people watched without the risk of a crash. there's something very solitary about walking alone in the city, which i loved. in the car you have to think about everyone else. on your feet you can observe them without responsibility.

school is getting started. sort of easing into my life day by day. today i put a toe in the water by meeting with the teacher who had my position last year. i'll have lots of questions for him. i haven't had to get up early yet, but tomorrow i will. from the past few mornings i have hazy memories of will standing next to the bed in a suit wanting to say goodbye. i try to act like i'm awake. but inevitably, i'm saying silly things in a slurred voice and fading back into some bizarre dream as soon as he floats away. just as i suspected, i'm figuring out how to sleep in -- merely days before i'll be required to snap back into the early rising schedule.

i'm heading to the tattoo shop today to see if i can schedule a consultation concerning my tattoo idea. they'll actually be two small tattoos on my inner wrists, of a treble clef and a bass clef, corresponding with the right and left hand of the piano part. i'm really looking forward to it.

i've discovered my schedule as a 60% orchestra teacher this year will begin mid morning and end (sometimes) at the end of the day. this will make it easy for me to try to teach lessons in the city i'm teaching right after school and make some extra money. it also leaves me with a nice, relaxing morning. i love love love that. i can still have a cup of coffee and ease out of bed. i'll only have to leave by 9ish. although i don't have the exact times yet.

time to go, enjoy my coffee, and watch my recorded episode of anthony bourdain in jamaica (the "real" jamaica, he says, and i believe him). i already miss that place.