Ocarina

I bought an ocarina — cheap but overpriced, if you know what I mean. It was a simple piece of pottery. I dropped it, and then it shattered into a million pieces. Okay, into like 6 or so big shards.

I superglued it back together, referring to it as “ocarina surgery.” To extend the metaphor, the patient is stable but not 100%. I’ll need to do some follow-up work. The ocarina works, but there is one semi-large hole and a bunch of cracks. When I play it, the notes come out all funny because there are extra holes. I’m going to try to find some putty to fill the holes and hopefully it will be good as new.

The ocarina has brought a lot of joy to my life. I didn’t really realize how big a desire I have to make music. Now, I have to make do with the maracas and recorder. The ocarina was much easier to play than the recorder. I hope I can fix it up.

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