Where Words Fail, Music Speaks.

It always astounds me how music has the capability to influence our thoughts and emotions. How, without having a single word spoken or even thought, music can touch the heart and of every single person.

The reasons for why I still play music is not because I started learning when I was little. It's not because I can play it, and so I do. No. It's because when I play it - when I really get into it and let my mind go -, music touches my very soul in a way that I can't even explain. Everything just detaches itself from me. Problems cease to matter as much as they did before. Answers to problems often show themselves to me without me even thinking about it. And I always end up feeling better than before I started playing.

Yes, it's hard to practice on a regular basis, and yes, it's hard to not feel pressured by weekly lessons and expectations and concerts and business of life in general. But music isn't just a hobby; it's an entire way of life.

So, in terms of 'hobbies' and 'interests', there is nothing that I would recommend more than playing music. Nothing. It is one of the most beneficial things you can do, I reckon...