Its paper writing time....
Here I sit in a hard old chair, books surrounding me, the hum of the heater rising above the trickle of voices around me. Behind me are rows of tall shelves, each containing hundreds of musical scores, records and books. Beside me (or should I say 2 cubicles down from me) sits one of my friends, engrossed in the same taxing endeavor as myself. It is paper time... its due Wednesday morning at 10am exact.
I am in the music library at school... one of my most favorite places on campus. There is nothing like being surrounded by music and musicians!! Although old, loud, and cold; this place is somewhere that I can go and sleep, practice conducting or simply study. All of us here do the same thing... we do music.
I think the word "do" is best because it describes what it is really like to be a musician here a W. We don't just play and sing music. No, we live it, breathe it, dream it. It defines us in a way. For some here it is an obsession. But for most of us, it is what we love; and because of that we spend hours on end doing it.
This is why I actually enjoy writing papers... because I spend that time in company with musicians. I praise God for music and for people who love it...
