I always get this feeling of back to school in the fall, of new beginnings and fresh starts and all that. To me, it’s a much more hopeful time than New Year’s (which always leaves me feeling kind of sick from overconsumption and sad at the long long cold winter ahead.) And yes, I know it’s not really fall yet, and I should be savouring these last few weeks of summer, especially considering where I live, but I just got back from holidays and all of a sudden my brain is telling me to get started on the fresh start already.
I bought a harmonica while I was away. I’ve been wanting to play an instrument for a good long while now, and the harmonica suddenly struck me (as I was walking along the street in Pittsburgh, if I remember correctly) as the perfect portable, versatile instrument. I used to play the piano, and I love the guitar and will learn that too, soon, but the harmonica! Why had I never considered this most awesome of instruments? I bought a few books to learn with (one is actually called Play Harmonica Today!) and am practicing shaping my lips into various circles and ovals. Soon I’ll be able to play Kumbaya. And then I will learn the blues. So that’s fresh start number one.
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