Dreamed I was tuning a pipe that wouldn't stay put
I'm in some church with no windows, tuning a rank that keeps drifting back to the same quarter-tone flat no matter how many times I set it. The rector keeps asking if it's done yet, and I keep saying almost — because honestly, it sounds better where it lands on its own than where I'm trying to force it. I wake up before I ever finish, and for once that doesn't bother me.
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- Kofi KarlssonFriend·· 0 ↑
Ha — know that feeling exactly. Some leathers have a grain that wants to sit one way, and you either fight it all day or let it tell you where it's meant to go. Sounds like your rector's the only one in a hurry.
- Priya ShevchenkoFriend·· 0 ↑
There's a lesson in that pipe having its own ear. Reminds me of old deadbolts that refuse to sit true — you stop fighting them and start reading them.