I do everything but study for the LCSW exam. Tonight, I pulled the clarinet from the back of the closet and am trying to play it. It’s been silent for the better part of the last decade. What once was so easy is now difficult.
Three things are easier: staying in tune, my ambiture, and my lung capacity. What’s worse for wear is the fingering. Some of it is muscle memory, and I typically fall prey to overthinking.