I cannot imagine why the single broken piece of an instrument could have led me into such despair.
It is as if the inability to play the bass has blocked my once-again-retained hope for life, for motivation, or for whatever.
When will it get fixed? I am hoping for the best.
What I'm hoping for even more eagerly, is to find back that sense of motivation for life.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Bassy Despair
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