Whenever I open the case, a wave of memories will come pouring in. It stings. When it does, I often close it and put it back in place where it was last left. But just last week, after a few years of not playing, I played. Honestly, it sounded horrible because... I have no idea how to tune it. But that aside, I still remember how to play my favorite piece. 'Minute'. I remembered spending an hour trying to tune it and it was some where close (Just the E and A string. The D and G strings are kinda..... hahaha).
Honestly, I really like playing. In fact, I love playing it more than volleyball.. Is this wrong? Cause it feels wrong. I like playing something that stirs up not-so-nice memories more than playing volleyball which brings me nothing but joy.
Haha okay! IF MR TONG IS STILL TEACHING, I am going to quit beach volleyball and join back. :)
