Today I realized how much I love music. I didn't have the best day ever, and I haven't exactly been cheerful. A few hours ago I found out that my grades aren't really, shall I say; wonderful. I'm only getting one A out of all of my core classes. Because of that I was busy moping around today. I decided to kill time by playing my new acoustic guitar; mahogany, with a "John Lennon" guitar strap. I brought my guitar up to my room, and started to play "Wish You Were Here" by Pink Floyd. About 30 seconds into the song, I looked up at my mirror across my room and saw that I was smiling. (Smiling is not typically an odd thing for me, but today it wasn't a frequent.) So basically, playing my guitar- the sound, the feel, the rhythm, made me feel better today. I'm not sure why, but I think it made me more calm. Music has a tendency of doing that for me. I love it; music, playing guitar, the soft sound of a G chord. Maybe I’m being a bit odd in saying this, but music makes me happy somehow, and today my guitar helped me see I love it even more than I thought I did.
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