I can't listen to Mozart because it has no words, and the words are more important to me than the music. She says if I was a musician I would listen to the music, but I am a poet so I listen to the words.
Michele is wise.
Vicky says that if she can do it, I can do it. She says Mozart is made for me. My brain will thank me for it.
She is wise too.
Tomorrow morning. 5:45am. Mozart. Don't worry, 5:45 is my time of day. Maybe it is Mozart's time of day too.
mompoet: preparing to listen to an alphabet with 7 letters