Today, for the first time I can remember, I sang my line pure and true
whilst someone else sang a harmony. I am afflicted normally with the
inability to stay in check, in tune. My voice wants to hop skip and
jump over to where the others are, rather than staying where it ought. How like life! The grass is always greener, and honey always sweeter,
than in your own little patch. But today I managed to keep within by fence of notes on the page, and
how much more beautiful life sounded.