Practice, Practice, Practice

Ann Litts
Ann Litts
Nov 5 · 2 min read
Photo by Jordan Whitfield on Unsplash

When I was a child, I took piano lessons. I never got very good mainly because I lacked innate musical talent. But because I also hated to practice the lessons. Eventually, my teacher let me play some popular music and Christmas carols which I practiced daily with love in my heart. Those — well those — I got much better at. But I was never ‘perfect’. Ever.

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