Last year I quit smoking.
As a reward I started learning the sax. But then I stopped.
Playing a really loud instrument very badly, in a small flat surrounded by 10 thousand neighbors requires some pride swallowing.
I’m about as good at that as I am at playing the sax.
A helpful thing will be to buy a stand and take my sax out of it’s case. If Pretty, Shiny is staring me in the face every day I’m more likely to pick it up every day
