It’s 9:30am on a Thursday morning in September. I’m sitting at home, at my dining room table, writing and giving my dog too many treats. It feels great but not quite normal. Normal for me at this time of day would be standing in front of a room full of elementary kids, trying to teach them about music and life.
But I’m not doing that anymore. I quit back in June. And although I know I did the right thing, some others aren’t so sure. They wonder why I didn’t stay a few years longer to improve my…Read more