practiced the same four bars for an hour and it was glorious

Been chasing a riff that never sounds right on the street—too much wind, too many sirens, my fingers forgetting their own plan. So this morning I sat on the fire escape and just played four bars over and over until they finally clicked. Nobody heard it but the pigeons and a guy three floors down who clapped once, and honestly that might be the best audience I've had all month.