I don't want to have guitar lessons anymore. Not for a while. It feels like too much pressure to practice and get better each week. Boli is my teacher and I don't want to let him down by being a poor student. I'm supposed to go over to this house in about half an hour for a lesson. Instead I'm going to show up with pastries and say let's just have a cup of tea. I need to talk to you about these lessons. If I wasn't feeling grown up I would send a text message twenty minutes before he's due in rehearsal saying I just woke up. But I'm not going to do something as spineless as that, I'm going to be grown up about this because I am the Captain of whether or not I have guitar lessons. I hope.
Comments