moments when you realize you're an artist

And in my case, a musician, more often than not.

I had a very strange and surreal moment yesterday morning.  I realized that I was off the beat - as in not playing on the beat.  In time.  It wasn't a regular beat.

I then abruptly came to a halt in my thinking as I realized that, in fact, I was not living my life in any specific time signature at all, and furthermore, never had.  And this was truly a terrible thing.

And then I pondered where the heck that came from.

as of late

Six weeks aaaaaaaah crazy crazy crazy!

English: Atwood presentation (May 6), World Lit paper I (June 19)

Français: Courtemanche présentation (5 mai?), Éluard analyse (mai 5)

Math: IB Math SL exam (May 7/8)

History: nothing in particular, thank goodness

Theory of Knowledge: essay (May 19)

Chemistry: test (May 12?)

Biology: dissection report (May 11), amylase report (May 11), respiratory system project (whenever he wants it)

Band: concert (June 1)

Jazz: concert (sometime in June)

Gym: 4 more hours of practical, three modules of theory

Shakespeare: spaghetti supper (May 8), 2nd draft of script (May 18)

Extended Essay: read book, thesis, plan

Ubuntu: Carnival of Hope (May 30), Rwanda plans

Health: see doctor about ears and about Rwanda

Have I missed anything?  Oh yeah, the wedding of one of my best friends (May 16).