to prevent self from sliding down the slippery slopes of self-pity-self-hatred and general blues.. this is a sight which always makes me smile (for like a nanosecond before I become depressed again) -
my music stand. which is actually a drawer opened just so and propped up by my bottles of skincare behind.
because i have a low laughing point, which makes me easily amused, i always chuckle a bit when i practice, but then am reminded that only total losers cannot afford a room big enough to hold a stand at the ripe old age of 25 with 2 Master's degrees.
unemployment just went up 2% in Australia. (fact)