I slept until 7:45. That’s not a good idea when I have a 10:00 concert. I need more time — not to get ready, but to wake up! I’m still very blurry-eyed, and I can’t even fathom that in one hour and twenty minutes I’ll be blowing air through a tiny reed, making sounds that are supposed to be decent.

Right now the only sound I want to make is … well … nothing. I want to be back in bed.

Musicians are not morning people, for the most part. I have a musician friend who has a “real job” (yeah, you out there. You know who you are!) and she comes to orchestra at night and I just can’t figure out how she does it. I just figure she’s a better person than I.

But who isn’t, eh?