I have written before about my lifelong desire to play the piano. I so badly wanted a piano as a child, and it was one of the regrets of adulthood that I didn’t learn. Then several years ago, it occurred to me that I was now an adult with some discretionary income, and there was nothing to prevent me from learning.
And I did learn. I learned that I have no sense of rhythm. I learned that, while I love music, I don’t have any musical talent. And I did give it the old college try: four semesters of group and individual lessons. I improved, but I learned that I didn’t really have the interest to do the hard work to get really good.
And that was okay. We can’t be experts in everything. But I just gave up the piano. I forgot another lesson I learned in that period. I actually enjoy plonking on the keys and pecking out songs.
Luckily, a keyboard is not terribly easy to get rid of, especially during a pandemic. So it was sitting there dusty and unused when I thought about sitting down and playing a few easy songs the other week. No magic had happened in the months since I last played. I was as bad as ever, well, worse actually because I was also rusty. But I also just had a good time. And now most days, I just sit down and just have a little fun.
So this week, think about something fun that you no longer do, and find time to do it.