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Years of experience

March 18, 2010

Over the years, I’ve learned to give way, grudgingly, to what is needed most: an alarm-free morning, a snack before dinner, even 15 minutes with a pad of paper and a pen. On a rain-soaked evening, I sequestered myself at a café with Bach unaccompanied cello in my earbuds, the syrupy pull of bow on string enough to wring out everything that needed to be left there before resuming my evening with an open mind.

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