Lessons from a Tired Tuesday

This week, I am feeling the burnout of a senior music major. All I want is to curl up with chocolate and cry over old movies. Even on this tired Tuesday, though, the little things continue to remind me that beauty and order endure despite my messy life.

Here are a few; maybe they will help you remember that it is good to be alive and that there are better things ahead (and already here!)

  1. Why walk down the stairs when you can slide on the railing? (I did this and a girl exclaimed, “Guys! She just slide! Did you see how cool that was?” Day. Made.)
  2. Red lipstick makes even the laziest outfit, hair, etc. look intentional.
  3. Take notes. Whatever class, chapel, lecture, etc. Just the act of taking notes sets you up to be engaged and interested in the subject.
  4. Going along with #2, Bert’s Bees makes liquid lipstick and it is absolutely magical.
  5. Fallen leaves on a chilly morning. Go out of your way to step on them. The crunch is so worth it.
  6. Use honey to flavor your latte; it makes you feel healthy, tastes delicious, and won’t cost you that extra syrup charge.
  7. Dance. Maybe it’s because my professor made us watch¬†Bride and Prejudice¬†(Bollywood meets Jane Austen…) but I have been adding little dance steps to my walk and WOW it’s an instant mood boost.
  8. Allow space to create. I began my piano practice this morning by improvising a piece about some flowers I saw on my walk to the conservatory.

If you can find beauty in the little things, you will find beauty beyond your imagining; likewise, if you take care to order the little details, the larger will fall into place.

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To an Old Piano on the Roadside

They were going to throw me away,

Out with the rubbish bin.

I, who you used to play,

When you were small children.

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Did it not mean much to you?

The scales we learned together?

Maybe if I were shiny, new,

I’d be kept out of the weather.

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But moving on is hard;

You had to lighten the load.

So I’ll wait in the yard,

And maybe down the road…

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Though my keys have grown brittle,

My legs liable to break,

If you remember a little,

Music we yet can make.

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So join me as I linger

Beside this busy road.

Play, you friend and singer;

Lighten your daily load.