I said I’d learn the guitar, promised myself. Listed the positives it would have on my life, the wholesome pleasure it would bring, watched a motivational video, bought a guitar.
I start practicing and 5 minutes in my fingers were etched with pain from the steel strings, I stop.
The next day, it hurts more.
The next day, even more.
A few days later, a little less.
The next day, not at all.
There are little calluses where the pain used to come from.
It does makes me happy.