Bryan came over to my house today to finish his Mep project. He made me realise how long I haven't been practising my singing and piano. eep... ><
Someone said something about singing being a lifelong skill and everything, true I suppose, but I don't forget the technique, I forget how to make it work. Same thing with the piano, except that it ain't so bad. But to forget how to make black squiggles on paper become beauty for a moment, it's terrible. To know you could once do something beautiful with ease, and now you're struggling. It's also scary, scary that you lost an ability, scary that you know you won't be thinking of getting it back soon, and scary because you know if you don't try now, you don't know when you might just lose all hopes of getting it back.
Practise makes perfect, but no one says, no practise means losing it. Is it because if you're not practising means you don't want it anymore? Does it mean that maybe in your subconcious mind you think it isn't exctly necessary? Whatever it means, I do know that I want to sing, that I want to play the piano fluently. But I keep making up excuses. Does that mean in the back of my mind I really don't care anymore? I'm not too sure myself now...
If you want it, you'd go out of your way for it.
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