| 4:24p |
I can see ... things. I also frequently fear for my sanity, but I want to write this down.
I had a music lesson yesterday and my teacher was playing, and I noticed her violin and bow were both glowing. Or maybe glowing is the wrong word. It was like faint white mist, and over the strings it was swirling a little from the movement of the bow.
Me: *jawdrop*
Her: Okay, now you try.
Me: Would you, um, play that for me one more time? |