And so it went.
Week after week, I tripped down the cobblestones to the Tbilisi State Conservatory for my lessons with Misha, the Russian god of all things cello.
After my first lesson, we had established that I knew absolutely nothing about the cello, and he made it his mission to teach me properly. We also confirmed that we had virtually no language in common. He spoke Russian, Georgian, and German, and I spoke English and nearly incomprehensible Spanish. Misha smiled his beautiful smile, which hid the demon underneath, and said in broken English, “Is ok. Music is international language.” All I could think was, oh, if wishing made it so, my friend. But we moved on.
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