I’m getting back in touch with my love for music – I started playing the piano every day and picked up the guitar again.
It’s amazing how quickly some things come back – the joy of being able to linger over passages I love and how heartbreaking a familiar piece can be. Although I would not consider myself someone who looks back into the past very often, I associate certain pieces with times in my life. I am not a dweller or a “I wish I could go back – it was the best time of my life” person, but it’s funny how close I feel to the time I played the pieces before.
I want to learn to play the guitar better because it’s so much easier to transport than a piano. More keys stick every week, so I fear the piano’s days are numbered.
