I don’t want to celebrate too soon, but I think something might have shifted between me and the flute.
It’s not just that I’ve practiced three days in a row. It’s that it felt like real practicing — exceedingly brief, yes, but real.
On the second day I even did slow scales in all twelve major keys, through the entire range of the instrument. (I think I hadn’t played a high C in fifteen years!)
I’ve also felt like doing it, which at this point in my life is strange and unusual behavior. 😄