Today, for the second time in recent memory, I thought I had lost my metronome. It is a pretty small device, but very swanky, much like one of those new-fangled I-Phones that all the youngsters carry around. So, understandably, I was pretty upset. I went searching for it down in the drafty, cavernous passageways of the concert hall at ______ College/University, but there was no sign of my little blue Korg.
Then I found it in my violin case.
I was pleased not only because I had successfully recovered my rhythm-granting apparatus (though, admittedly, it would have been embarrassing if I had failed in doing so), but also because the misplacement of my metronome happens to serve as a terrific allegory for the passage of time. The hours while away! Daylight Savings expunges an hour from the record of human history! Hair turns brittle! Cats lose their ability to clean themselves by means of their own saliva! Tonight, let us all remember to appreciate every moment, including the ones that totally suck.
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