The last few weeks have been busy. Reading break isn’t much of a break. I spent time with family, caught up on homework, and worked. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to pick up my harmonica and play.

 I am starting to realize how hard it is to find time to practice, especially after a long day, and all I want is silence. I don’t have the brain capacity to learn something new.

I’m honestly disappointed. I knew it would be difficult to learn, and I was excited about the task, but I didn’t consider how hard it would be to find the time. The music I listen to is a constant reminder of how I need to find time; almost every other song seems to feature a harmonica. It feels like a dark cloud hanging over me.

On a brighter note, over the break, my family and I watched some old home videos. We stumbled upon a short clip of me around one year old “playing” a harmonica. Thought this would be a fun to share. It’s funny how some things circle back into your life.