someone called me a musician today and i loved it (picture giddiness, smiles, and jumping up and down here). if i could do it all over again, i’d become an ethnomusicologist. now, i’m bringing music back as central to my daily practice. yes, just like writing.
around the same time i started writing, i started dabbling in something musical. i’m teaching myself how to play the ukelele (see a few previous posts). i’ve learned an E and A chord on the electric guitar. baby steps. on those harder to get through days at work, i’ve played my reggae spotify station or put on some lauryn hill. when i bring the kids to school, we pick a station with a song we can sing (at least the chorus). i get music texts from one of my besties who’s sending me titles of house music tracks.
so, so far so good on writing and music. next, i’d like to jump start some sort of regular workout–circuit training? yoga? salsa? bachata? this is one area that has been a roller coaster for me over the past 12 months.