I’ve been feeling this dull ache, you know? Not a big deal, really. Just… in my finger joints, especially on the faster stuff in the Dvořák. It's nothing that'd get you medically discharged, obviously, but it’s enough to make those rapid passages feel like trying to run through mud, every single damn time. Honestly, it’s stupid but I just keep wondering if this is the universe's way of telling me I should’ve just stuck with a proper career, like I almost did after Afghanistan.