Journey through broken fingers - week 2

Sunday - 26 min.

Monday - 0 min.

Tuesday - 21 min.

Wednesday - 34 min.

Thursday - 0 min.

Friday - 0 min.

Saturday - 0 min.

Total - 1hr 21min.

9997hrs 17min left.

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Again, this should've been submitted on Saturday. D&D is a legitimate addiction.

Things aren't looking too well, honestly. For the time being, I'm blaming the weather. It's a legitimate issue for me. Rainy days make me tired and sleepy as hell.

That, and my job, obviously. I come in tired, and not in the mood to do anything.

I have an excuse for Monday - an appointment with a doctor. The rest? I got nothing.

I've developed my first callous on the right ring finger. The urge to tear it off got the better of me, and so I did. Bad fucking idea. Practicing became difficult, seeing as the songs I practice require the high (low?) e string, and it hurts like a motherfucker to pluck it when injured. There was no blood, but there was some strange, transparent liquid coming out of it. And then the pain. Not a burning feeling often associated with, well, burning. Putting your hand on an active stove.

Unpleasant.

After I finish writing this, I'll force myself into more training.

I'm noticing a paradoxical situation with this - the thought of practicing is unpleasant.

Starting, the first minute or two are also unpleasant, but after getting into it, it turns fun. Mostly. My main issue is the yousician guy voice. It seems to trigger something in my head that is similar to a very small aura. I'm afraid of triggering it further and evolve into a full scale aura, which would be quite unpleasant.

I've also attempted doing some improv with only the first three frets. Despite practicing nothing else, I sucked arse. Improvising a tune is still beyond my abilities. While I know what I want to do, my hands don't quite comply yet. Perhaps I should take note from NK and beat myself into it, or hire somebody to do so.

The latter, of course, would be expensive. "Work" hours would be very uncomfortable and the anxiety arising from such a venue (my anxiety) would possibly legitimately bring physical damage along with mental.

If anything good comes from this is that I'm beginning to understand theory.

Practice? Yeah, I gotta practice. A lot. But at least theory is there. In theory.

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