You mean in front of people? Oh then no…no I don’t play ~ Willow
I dearly wish I’d brought Strange on this contract.
Yup, I miss my guitar. A lot.
You see, in the organize chaos leading up to the wedding, and the crazy amount of red tape involved with immigration and a dozen other things, I put Strange down and I…stopped picking her up. There were other things to do, I told myself, other things that were more important. Other priorities I should be spending my time on.
And so – with the exception of one afternoon weeks ago where Amras and I actually sat down and had a proper lesson (which I *loved), she has been sitting lonely in her case.
I really need to change that. Because I love my guitar, and despite not picking her up nearly as often as I should or would like, every time I do practice, there is a distinct jump of improvement. I know I could play – I could play really well – if I would just allow myself to make time for it!
Part of the problem, I think, is sheer fear of practicing in front of anyone. I’m a natural singer, but I’m not a natural instrumentalist, and everyone else in my family is blessed with the ability to read music. My Dad can pick up a horn and play apparently anything that’s put in front of him? Me, I still sound like a grade school kid on her first day of band practice…and I’m ashamed of that. So I get it in my head that I can only try to play when people aren’t around to hear me…
Which leads me in a circle…
Because I end up just missing my guitar…
Note to self: tune and practice when I get home.
No matter what my stupid head tries to tell me.