Today, however, I rediscovered what it was like to be "tubadave" again.
At Southwest, there's a small group of employees who all play brass instruments, and they sometimes gather together to play at various company events, especially when Christmas is near. One of those players just happens to be one of my supervisors (and was also in the UT-Arlington marching band with me in 1995, though we didn't really know each other) so I was recruited immediately. Today was the first of four rehearsals for a Christmas program that's taking place on the 13th of next month. I think that might have been the fastest 60 minutes I've ever had at work, lol. It felt like I had found a part of myself that I had almost forgotten ever existed.
I'll probably never again play like I used to, but I need to make sure I drag "tubadave" out of the shadows now and then because, as I found out today, I kinda missed him.
