When I got home from a morning full of errands, a violin in my hand after over ten years of going without, a brief e-mail was waiting. Listen and love, it read, and so I did. More than anything else, though, I watched his hands.
You never had a strong vibrato, I told myself.

Earlier this year (because it’s been soooooo long already!), a friend of mine described me as “pleasantly aloof”, amongst other things.
I’m okay with that, surprisingly enough.
And for the first time in… well, in these tumultuous twenties, I feel like I could be okay with a lot of things. Sure, my life is in tumult, filled [...]