Out comes the uke. Thought I wouldn't be able to play anything anymore. And yet once I got the thing tuned and I strummed my first chord, I'm already lost in time.
Like I said, the music comes with all the feels.. and when I say all.. the kilig, the happiness but unfortunately also comes with the hurt, anger and sadness. It's the only way to be able to give a song justice. You've got to feel everything.
A bit risky, yes. Why would anyone put oneself through all that heavy sh*t? Personally, it kicks me out of my auto-pilot mode and reminds me that I am human. I just make sure to come back into the now and not be stuck from wherever it took me.
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