I really, really miss my guitar…

I’ve never had a girlfriend so I wouldn’t know but I’d imagine I’d feel like this if I’m missing one.

The numbing pain on the fingertips, the burning sensation from sliding along the strings, and the strain on my ribcage from hours of slouching… These were all bearable even after the most stressful of days. As a matter of fact, I’d stay in my room for several hours with my axe on my lap, until the point where the callus on my fingertips would wear off, exposing the soft skin underneath and leaving my nails with prickling jolts.

Maybe it’s those sensations that I miss alongside the actual joy of playing music. As much as I hate doing it, air guitar was the closest thing to comfort but all it did was just making me look like a complete retard.

It’s almost to the point where I want to cry in frustration.
It’s pretty bad at the moment…