Not a quarter, not a whole... just somewhere in between.
Monday, July 02, 2007
Secret...
I regret that I didn't become a musician, I regret that I never studied jazz guitar. But my regret at never having played the keyboard, that makes me want to break down and cry.
I spent the day with a musician friend and he agrees, it's never too late. But when I said "What about the keyboard?," I saw him wince ever so slightly.
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I still have your guitar if you want it (and I hope you don't).
p.s. I also still have the laundry bag we bought in Mexico (just used it today) and your nice scisorres with the blue handles.
I didn't know I had a guitar. But I suppose after 18 years it belongs to you.
Now about those scissors...
As someone who just took up surfing at 41, I can tell you, it's never too late!
I spent the day with a musician friend and he agrees, it's never too late. But when I said "What about the keyboard?," I saw him wince ever so slightly.
Maybe I'll just try surfing instead.
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