I love my trumpet! <3
You never realize how much you love something until it is gone. Keep that in mind the next time you are with your friends/family, or anyone/anything that makes you happy.
At first not a lot of people in my band had respect for the bassoon, but now that we’re playing “Alligator Alley” by Michael Daugherty, they seem to have gained respect for me and my beloved! :D
They have seen the light, and it is pure.
Isn’t it awesome to know that no one else knows what you know, does what you do, has the same friends, thinks what you think, and loves what you love?
I dream of bassoons.
So, I slept next to my bassoon last night (in it’s case). The weird thing was that I had a dream that had the bassoon in it, and that was pretty much the whole dream, me setting up and playing the bassoon (and me saying that the bassoon is the cooliest). That’s okay bassoon, you can take over my mind. <3
