I might pick up music again. I never really considered doing that, when I wrote my last blog post I was certain it was done. I always believed I wasn’t really capable of doing something that required so much passion while being depressed.
Maybe I am wrong. I never thought I could write a blog. I always thought I would not be able to find the right words to describe what I feel and if I did I would hate and pick apart everything. While I still feel this way about almost all my articles I am nevertheless very grateful I wrote them. It feels good to articulate my thoughts and share them with others.
Maybe I could do the same with music. Many people faced their inner demons by channelling them into beautiful art. Listening to music is often therapeutic for me, who says that writing it could not do so much more for me?
Since I played an instrument once I would not have to start from nothing. In fact, if my (so far very shaky) career plans go ahead as planned I will have to learn to play the guitar anyway. I considered that to be a duty exercise, learn some basic chords, done. But perhaps this is the perfect opportunity.
Maybe this is just a crazy late night idea that I will drop immediately. But I am not afraid to try and for me, that is something very special.
The Metaphorical of Delphi 