i think the thing that bothers me most is the fact that i feel that i've lost some of the talent i once had. maybe it was because i had more time to work on my talents. or maybe i was just never really good to begin with, and i just had more time to fool myself into thinking otherwise.
until very recently, i hadn't played my guitar in public in six years.
i found a guitar in the lost and found in philadelphia, so i took it. i took it and i used it and played for the first time in six years and, at least i think, didn't suck too bad.
last time i was home i tried to go to a bar down the street to play at their open mic, but it was electric.
tonight, as i sat on the couch saying to myself, "you can do this, or you can fall asleep on the couch. again," i got up instead, drove over to the bar, and found out yet again, it was electric open mic night.
mind you, there's not a single other open mic night in town that offers an acoustic setting, i just continually miss it apparently. and maybe it's just a moment in sadness that's got me thinking, but i often wonder, is the universe trying to tell me something? maybe its time to hang it up?
i don't want to stop playing, but every time i get enough guts to try it, i get shut down. maybe this is a clever way of telling me i shouldn't be playing in public for a reason. or maybe it's just a trial to see how dedicated i am to it.
i suppose if i give it another shot next week i'll know which one it is.
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