Piano recital went pretty well. I wasn’t entirely happy with my performance, mainly because I felt stiff (in part because my hands were freezing cold!).
Now to move onto Liszt Hungarian Rhapsody #13!
I think I would be a lot better off if I knew how to cry properly. Lately I feel constantly on the edge of tears, but at best I manage to wince and a couple little tears squeeze their reluctant and constipated way out of my eyes. If I could lie down and have a good, old-school, howling, chest-shaking, breath-stopping cry, I think I would feel a lot better afterwards.
But I can’t. I find even those few pathetic little tears humiliating.