It is all in the timing. If there was one thing I learned while playing in an orchestra, it was timing. Timing often found in the wave of the baton, the nodding of the heads, the note that the bass plays. There is a time for each note to be heard, a puzzle in the bigger piece of the song and in the movement. A time to breathe when you lift the bow across the strings. To walk off stage silently. And outside of the performance it doesn’t stop. There’s a time to tell a bad joke. To laugh awkwardly and be embarrassed. To skip class and lay on the lawn. Away from the gray classroom to enjoy the blue sky, as if you were hoping for the sun to give some happiness through its rays. A timing, a place, a structure, and some chemistry. There is a time, an opportunity, the difficult part is knowing when.

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