soaring.

in many of the exercises and drills that we do in suzuki, we adapt a far-focus. it helps to have an image come to mind, and not one that's forced, but rather that just floats in front of you.

when we did the soaring exercise today, we were supposed to regard our entire environment, and the people in it. i broke one certain connection too early when we made eye contact.

and my mental picture didn't appear. my eyes simply rested on an exit sign at the back of the auditorium. one that glowed slightly brighter than the rest.

i am a horrible, horrible person. but i have to tell somebody. just to see whether i'm crazy or not. just to see how evil i am.