damn. i sing compulsively, but i wish i could get myself hooked on my instruments. my learning curve is fairly steep when i find a new toy, but once i'm able to make a pretty sound it seems like i lose interest... i usually plateau at a point just below mediocre. practicing feels like work to me; inspiration is rare. i haven't touched my harp since the last time i performed (early december), and now whenever i walk by it peers at me in silent resentment. for shame, i can't look it in the eye.

the water is wide, i cannot cross...