I feel like I'm dyslexic.
Or cross-eyed.
Or just flat-out stupid.
It has been really humbling.
And frustrating.
I think I'm back in the groove now. I can almost recognize the old me coming out from hiding. But it's taken a few hours. I am one of the few that DIDN'T quit taking piano lessons in 7th grade when it became uncool and was overshadowed by athletics. And I am so proud to be one of the few people in Nashville that can actually read music. It is truly one of my favorite things to do. Just play and not have the responsibility for making it all come out of thin air. But who would've thunk I'd spend all those years practicing, just to find out that I only need to know 3 chords to get paid to write for a living. Hm.
it sounds like beauty and the beast. which is totally my favorite.
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