It has only been a week since I have quit my day job and already I have played my guitar more in the last three days than I have in the last year. Although, a little rusty, it truly is like riding a bike. It takes time for calluses to strengthen and muscle memory to kick in, but the feeling I have from deep within my chest reassures me that this is right. I missed playing music.
I knew a trip back home would be what the doctor ordered to build my confidence and my creativity again. Now that the proverbial top is off, a part of me that I have held in for so long is coming out.
Stay tuned…
