Hang on, I need to trawl through a bunch of memories and find a good one...
Ah, here we are. I didn't know it at the time, but this moment:
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| From les vast files on my computer |
Marching band! You might groan and say, "Not more of that!" But really. Marching band is so much more than the geeky summer thing it's said to be. It's truly being part of a team, and it's hard work. Since I didn't hardly know what I was doing half the time during the summer, I looked to my peers (aka the rest of the trumpets) for help and support. I got it. Like I said, I didn't realize it at the time, but in marching band I had discovered my niche. I wonder if I exist to do marching band...?
But yes. I realized after the marching season that my place was certainly in marching band and that I was pleased with my life while I marched. I always look forward to the summers because I feel so alive and in place during the marching season. Seriously. It's my reason for existing. :) Not really, but it feels like it.
But yes. I realized after the marching season that my place was certainly in marching band and that I was pleased with my life while I marched. I always look forward to the summers because I feel so alive and in place during the marching season. Seriously. It's my reason for existing. :) Not really, but it feels like it.

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