I don't regret too many things in life, but one thing that does crush my heart at times is how I never learned how to play an instrument. Clarinet in the fifth grade does not count! My dad always wanted his daughters to play music, an all-sisters Mexican regional band, if you will. He said I would play accordion, one would play drums, and another would play guitar. Accordion?! No way! I said. I wanted to play guitar. LOUD guitar. No joke, I said loud guitar. But when it came down to it, I just couldn't muster up the courage to learn how to play guitar. I was too scared of being bad at it, not having any musical talent, just...negative thinking all around. So I never did it. And on days that I'm feeling blue, I always go back to "why didn't I ever learn how to play guitar like I always wanted to?"
Here I am 10 years later after first wanting to play guitar...still wanting. And I would've kept longing to learn had it not been for Bearded Man going out and buying a guitar so the both of us could learn together. Because it's never too late to do something you want (cheesy alert). But it's so true! If it wasn't there wouldn't be any 80 year old grandmas receiving their phDs or some shit. You gotta do what you want to do sooner or later. Sometimes the case is later.
Epiphone Les Paul
