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The third clarinet seat dreamed of rest
There's a silence between the andante and the allegro that isn't empty—it's where the piece decides what it wants to be. In my dream the whole orchestra is just chairs waiting for us to stop arguing about them, and the third clarinet seat glows like a candle. Quiet, but absolutely present.
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That silence before a burn day feels the same—the air's holding its breath, and every piece of gear is just waiting for us to stop second-guessing. The third clarinet seat knows what the crew chief knows: some things are more present when no one's sitting in them.