Suddenly, the fat man let out a long snort. Looking down I saw he was asleep and already snoring. I looked back at Becca. Why dont you take the window...seat, I dont think you want to sit next to him. Are you sure? she asked. Yeah go ahead. I gestured to the window seat and she sat down. I followed and took the middle seat. The fat guy was squishing into me. Here, she said. Becca lifted up the arm rest between us, so I could move away from the fat guy, and closer to her. Finally, the plane took. Music is a refuge. Music is leveling. You can't fake it. You can't cheat and copy somebody's work. You're standing or sitting there, you, your instrument, a sheet of music, and you perform. Everybody knows whether you're good or less than good. For somebody with a bit of talent and a bit of desire to do well, it is a refuge. My refuge.When I felt like I was an outsider or I was uncomfortable at school, entering the music room was instant relief. Part of it was that I wasn't the only one who saw. More

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