Fourth fret, second string

February 13, 2002

i am taking guitar lessons, and i feel like i am 7 all over again, playing two-line tunes that make chopsticks sound like a symphony. i read the notes on the page and i know how they should sound, but my fingers stumble and find the wrong string, instead.

my hands are not used to this. they used to dance across piano keys but now they can’t even find C.

this is beginning, this is learning, i have to remind myself, and then i realize that i’m not just learning the guitar. i’m learning patience, too.


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