music

This last weekend, we made a trip to Elko to see if we could be of any assistance to my parents. While there, I (LG) brought back more of my junk. It was interesting sorting through it all. Much of it got thrown away, or is going to DI.  I got my guitar though, and started playing again. It's been so long since I've been involved in music, which is weird to think about, because there were a few years where I thought music was my life. I loved my iPod. I was in bands. I had learned (sort of) a (very) small handful of instruments. I went to concerts with K-bro. All of my friends were in to music. And for the past little while, I just listen to the radio when driving or when I'm home alone and the house feels too quiet. Music hasn't been a big deal to me at all.
It's been good to play again. I had forgotten how much it hurts in the beginning. I'm hoping I keep with the practicing though, so I can build up callouses. Eventually, I want to get as good (or better) than I was when I was in high school.