Sweet Dreamer
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I've been having a love affair with my trumpet since before Christmas.
I can't stop kissing her cup.
I'm so obsessed that I have a new trumpet on it's way to me.
I'm making considerable progress on the trumpet. :welldone
That's not saying much since not too far back I couldn't play it at all.
))
Going from zero to anything is huge progress. ;}
But I have a brand new tenor sax sitting here next to an older alto sax.
They are both staring at me like they need a hug.
I feel so guilty.
Like a polyphonic polygamist or something.
So I'm dating my saxes this morning and leaving my trumpet hang on the wall.
But I almost feel like I'm doing this out of an obligation to the saxes.

Is that sax discrimination or what? :shocked:

I can't stop kissing her cup.

I'm so obsessed that I have a new trumpet on it's way to me.

I'm making considerable progress on the trumpet. :welldone
That's not saying much since not too far back I couldn't play it at all.
Going from zero to anything is huge progress. ;}
But I have a brand new tenor sax sitting here next to an older alto sax.
They are both staring at me like they need a hug.

I feel so guilty.

Like a polyphonic polygamist or something.

So I'm dating my saxes this morning and leaving my trumpet hang on the wall.

But I almost feel like I'm doing this out of an obligation to the saxes.


Is that sax discrimination or what? :shocked: