For some reason, I always seem to forget how important and how valuable playing music is to my life.
I get into these ruts of not feeling like putting forth the effort to play music on any of my instruments, because it’s usually just before bed that I have the real time to spend doing it, and I’m so tired that I want to get as much sleep as possible before I wake early the next day.
And then the one or two nights like that get me in the habit of not playing (and singing), and I go weeks or months without doing any music of my own.
And then, every time I get back into it, I rediscover how massive a difference it makes for me and my sanity, my mental calm.
It is like meditation, while also being an active mental workout, figuring out the notes and all, and casually committing things to memory from it all… and also an emotional catharsis… so it’s cathartic meditative exercise for the mind and body.
And I somehow always forget that, and I let myself not play and sing… dope… cut it out. 😛
I think my whole concern is that I love it so much, I always end up playing for so long – like an hour or so – every time I play, and that’s a lot less time to sleep, especially when the alarm is sounding in only six or seven hours.
You know what I mean?
So, I want to work on that… maybe I can manage some playing during the daytime some days… or maybe find a few select songs that satisfy fully, so I can spend just five or ten minutes before bed, yet be fully satisfied…
We’ll see… that’s my goal for this month, musically – to figure that out.