What used to be a compulsive need, a necessity of the heart that began from a daily, now weekly or even monthly, neurological or maybe... just maybe, even an emotional problem, has become a habit, a simple and reductible automatism. And now that it is Over, it doesn't feel that bad. Not as bad as it would've felt a year ago if I hadn't done it. Maybe it's just the normal proof that time does heal anything. Or maybe it's just a slow reaction to the event and I need time to realize what this means. I surely hope it's the first option. So, is this really... goodbye?
I'm learning so much on guitars that I even began dreaming them. Actually I'm dreaming for an electric guitar and I've already set my eyes on a Benton, though I love the acoustic more and more, each day too. My teacher actually gave me a solo to learn, for a song he wrote. Go figure! Me doing solos! :))
Time goes by so fast that I cannot believe I once complained about it passing by too slow. It must be a sign of growing up. I'm not sure I want to do that though.
Oh, well...
This is one of the reasons why I love Testament! I feel the intro solo going through my veins. * * Alex and Chuck make an epic team! I'm actually learning the intro too. It's an awesome feeling hearing your favorite songs coming out from the guitar because you're playing it with your own fingers. Though the fingers hurt as hell! Nevertheless, totally worth it!
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