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Affirmation


Today was one of those days that you wake up dreading but by the end of it you are elated, excited, endorphin-pumped to the point of dizziness. Everything fell into place. Your 6am workout class was just the right amount of challenging and easy enough. Fueled by coffee (which you almost never drink because you're sort of allergic and you know how crazy it makes you), you powered through the rest of your nearly nonstop day with elevated spirits. Your mind was clearer, sharper. Thanks, coffee. You were granted an unexpectedly leisurely lunch break which you then spent in the company of fantastic colleagues whom you respect and admire. At lunch, you ran into an old friend whom you haven't seen in years.

You went back to work feeling anxious about the impending rehearsal of a newly commissioned piece of which the kids are less than fond. When they dislike a piece, the students tend to get beliigerent or bored or oftentimes both. Not so today; maybe your caffeinated laserbeam focus translated osmotically, because they were attentive and engaged and respectful for the most part. You left work feeling proud.

Then you headed over to your alma mater and played two back-to-back rehearsals with more talented colleagues, and by the time you walked back across the park to your cozy brownstone you were famished, exhausted, but exhilarated. You prepared a dinner that your personal trainer would approve of, and caught up on some TV, and did a load of laundry.

Tonight you will take a bath, and pack your suitcase, and go to bed early.

Tomorrow is your birthday.

Tomorrow morning you will get on a plane and head down to New Orleans for Mardi Gras weekend, the focal point of which will be listening to your favorite band record their album live in-studio.

You are incredibly fortunate, and grateful, and lucky. Most of all, you are happy. 26 will be the best year yet.

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