Gitter Dumb

I just realized I've been playing guitar for 19 years. That's a long f'n time. I remember when I was in my late teens, playing pieces by Villa-Lobos and Segovia. Looking out of the window, the world seemed to look so different when I heard that music come from my guitar. I was never that good at it, but I really enjoyed it. Now I'm in my 30s and I rarely pick up a guitar unless I'm playing with someone.

A few weeks ago, I started trying to play some classical passages by myself again. It just didn't feel the same as it once did. I was playing a particular passage transcribed from a Telemann piece that I found kinda hard. When I finally played through it without f'n it up too bad, I felt a sense of accomplishment. I was giddy. Almost as soon as that feeling came, it passed, and I felt like a goofy dork. I think I'm too angry and old to care anymore.