A lot of people for a long time would have said that the number one thing they associated me with was music (singing and playing guitar). It was part of my identity for years.
Sadly, once I left school and adult life began to take over more and more, I slowly got to the point where I no longer play guitar at all and rarely sing. It's something that's been on my mind a lot lately so tonight, for the first time in maybe 4 years, I opened my guitar case, restrung Eddie (yes, he has a name!) and began to play.
It is so surreal to even hold a guitar after all that time passed. At one point, I used to sit in my room for hours on end with it glued to me! It's a nice feeling though so I'm going to make a vow here to play regularly again. God help my fingers but I'll get there 😊