Vanessa

I used to tell people that I have ten years of experience in playing the violin. Now I feel like if anyone asks, I have to tell them none. Not because those ten years never happened—they did. But because it just feels like a lie since I haven’t really played for the past eight years. Eight years feels like an eternity when you’re speaking in playing an instrument terms. Eternity is an awfully long time—just ask Peter Pan.

It makes me scream inside that I’ve neglected to play for that long. But the truth is, I never wanted to make musician my career and I’m not. And because of this, I haven’t played in so long. It’s just been sitting there in its box, bending to the temperature changes and trying not to rot. I bet it sighs all day long while I’m away.

Actually I just remembered it’s not an It. Her name’s Vanessa, after the Carlton. Now that would be what the violin would be good for—an artist just like Vanessa Carlton. The girl is classically trained (at least I think so) and she writes her own songs, plays piano, sings and dances ballet. That is talent. I miss talent like that on the radio. 😦

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