I love music! There I said it… Its the best thing in the world according to me. Music is my escape, my shelter, my friend, my therapist, my motivator and my bed time story teller. I listen to music all the time. But, I also play some myself. I play the guitar and the drums. And I’m also able to play the ukelele.
But recently I haven’t practiced the great art of music, as I’m in collage living in a dorm room, and there isn’t actually place to put all of the equipment, and some of the guys I swear should have been called grumpy like one of the dwarfs in Snow White, because they complain all the time. The smallest little thing annoys them and they come bug me about noise all the time.
So I was snooping around in the store room a few days earlier, looking for another mattress, well because, Ive slept through mine, which has always been a problem with me. I didn’t find one though, but stumbled upon a piece of gold. It was an old abandoned guitar left here by someone who probably didn’t want it anymore. I cleaned it, tuned it using an app I downloaded on my phone, and started jamming. I couldn’t remember anything, because I haven’t played in a really long time. But once I looked up a few chords, it all came back as if I never stopped playing. I played for about 4 hours straight, ignoring the complaints of my neighbors, submerged in another world, like when I write. I feel isolated, just me on an island, surrounded by beautiful, lush forests, and a clear ocean, white sandy beaches, and a light breeze, causing the water of the sea to make a light mist cooling me off as it reaches my face. I felt alive.
But as always there was a downside. Now if you play guitar yourself, you know that after a while of playing, your finger tips gets used to the strings on the guitar and they become hardened the more you play. And as I’ve told you, I haven’t played for quite a while now, so my fingers wasn’t near close as ready as I thought for 4 hours of playing. It felt like they were about to fall off. It hurt so bad. I even have trouble typing this right now. I have blisters on all four of my fingers I use to press the chords. From my index finger to my pinky, all of them have a doctors letter allowing them to take some time off. If you’ve ever bumped your toe against something, you know it starts to throb, and you can feel your heartbeat in your toe. That is what my fingers feel like. I can feel the blood pumping through each of them, swelling with each heartbeat like a balloon being inflated in small little breaths.
I love to play guitar, and I love music as a whole, listening to it and composing some of it myself. But never,in my life, ever, will a abuse my fingers like that again. A learned my lesson which is, 4 hours of playing guitar will ruin your fingers, so I will only be playing 3 and a half hours each day from now on!