i’ve been trying to teach myself guitar the last few months and im still really bad at it but i finally played a little for my dad over the phone and later in the day he texted me this 🥲🥹
My grandma found an electric guitar in her brother's closet after his passing. He'd never learned to play. In fact, nobody in our family knows how to play. So the guitar ended up in my incompetent hands, first for the aesthetic, then for its actual purpose. I'm learning bit by bit. I'm absolutely terrible. And I love being absolutely terrible at something eight-year-old me always wanted to learn. She'd be proud.
teaching myself guitar and it's such a fun way to spend my little free pockets throughout the day!! just 15 minutes a day and im already getting callouses woooo
genuinely believe journaling has saved my mental health but doing it in public alone is such a better alternative to going on your phone and also if you have a pretty notebook it's a great conversation starter
if you expect everything you make to be a masterpiece you’ll never get started on anything….let yourself make “bad” stuff in order to get to the “good” stuff
