More patience

I sometimes get annoyed at myself for being at work and wanting to get home to the piano, and then getting home and feeling utterly enervated. Then, I remind myself that I used to have to mark the start and end dates on my pieces, and now I don’t bother because they’re done so much more quickly. Clearly, I’m getting better at this. Not that my early stuff was bad, but it took me a lot longer. I’ve got something else for “Se fiera” rattling around upstairs, so there is a chance that I will have whipped through three complete arrangements of this aria intro in what feels like sixteen seconds.