Writer's Block: Doh!
The dumbest thing I've ever done...
Put up my cello after ten magical years.
I never realised until the night I pulled it out again that I'd ripped such a big part of myself out of me.
This instrument is going to outlive me and all it can say is that it's sat in the corner of my bedroom for the last two years, untouched. Like some sort of bloody decoration.
I make myself sick.
Put up my cello after ten magical years.
I never realised until the night I pulled it out again that I'd ripped such a big part of myself out of me.
This instrument is going to outlive me and all it can say is that it's sat in the corner of my bedroom for the last two years, untouched. Like some sort of bloody decoration.
I make myself sick.