Yesterday, I played the guitar after a very long time, and it felt incredible. The moment my fingers touched the strings, memories came rushing back. At first, I fumbled a bit, but within minutes, I got into the rhythm. The sound, the vibration, and the familiar tunes brought a strange sense of satisfaction. I played for nearly an hour, completely lost in the moment. It was as if I had reconnected with an old friend.
A similar thing happened a few months ago when I randomly picked up a sketchbook after years. I started drawing without any intention, and before I knew it, I had filled a page. Just like the guitar, it reminded me how much I had missed something I once loved.
After playing, I felt charged up. It was not just about the music but the feeling of doing something that naturally makes me happy. I’ve decided to play more often now. It’s amazing how certain things bring back energy in an effortless way.
Playing a musical instrument is just so wonderful. I wish I had learned one, but after reading your post, I think it’s never too late.