There's nothing like that day after a recital: several days' worth of pre-performance anxiety has finally dissipated, the nerves have gone back into their cerebral cages, and I float on the bearable lightness of being on the other side the event.
Invariably, on the day after a recital several times during the day I'll feel a twinge of unease, a squeeze of angst, a flutter of nervousness, then I'll remember, No, wait, it's over, and that's the very best feeling.
And yet, in truth, I generally start feeling better already on the night of the recital, as I did this recital night after I'd arrived at the hall,
And, as always, once my students began playing, I felt a mix of pride and gratitude,
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