Sometimes I feel like a child trying to fit everything into place. There just doesn’t seem to be enough time to work on everything, to keep mindful of it all, to keep improving and fitting everything together to eventually build something beautiful and complete.

There are just so many pieces – musicality, posture, technique, aesthetics, axis, balance, emotions, interpretation, walking, figures, sensitivity, listening skills, the embrace.

And her.

Maybe I should just put her in the middle of everything, care for her absolutely and let everything else sort themselves out.

Nothing else really matters.