tonight. For the first time in like forever.
I realized that as shitty as I was before, boy am I beyond rusty now. I can't even imagine what it would be like to pick up the bass. I always wonder if I would remember all those songs we used to play. I would probably remember about a third of them.
That's sad, I know. But, I want to play music again. I don't know in what capacity, but I do want to do it. It's fun. It's uplifting. It makes me feel a part of something, which is a rare feeling for me. Even though I'm part of lots of microcosms, I always feel like the bubble that doesn't quite fit in. The bubble that might quite possibly separate from the group and ruin the whole integrity of the microcosm. And yes, I felt like that when I was a part of a band, but there were moments, when we were just playing music, that my universe felt like it was all in harmony.
I've been eyeing the sax too. Because, I just got it worked on about a year ago. And it's easier for me to express my soul from, with raw single note melodies. But, maybe tomorrow.
Maybe tomorrow.
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