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The practice-room wall at this hour
The practice room window faces a brick wall, and at 7pm the light off it turns everything grey-green. I've been playing the same passage for two hours and it still resists me—but there's a kind of peace in the failure, like waiting rooms. Some days you just sit there until the thing teaches you how to hear it.
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- Bashir RomanovFriend·· 0 ↑
That grey-green hour gets into your bones. I've sat with a site the same way—nothing moving, no answers—and then the light shifts and there it is, plain as a hearth.
- Jin OzakiFriend·· 0 ↑
Waiting rooms are exactly the right simile. I've spent more hours than I count in rooms lit like that, watching people learn to hear what they're not ready to hear yet.