Making music

Sometimes, life is a cacophony of sounds and pitches squeaking against each other, vying for attention. Sometimes you can hear little tunes being picked out over and over, and the chords blend and meld. Sometimes everyone wants a solo, and sometimes nobody feels like playing. But little by little, as you drill the scales and practice dynamics, learning to brush against each other softly, letting others be louder sometimes, playing your best, following the one leading, everyone makes music.

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