Enjoying the long vacay, i grabbed the yuke to play some songs upon waking up. i played few tunes and tried to croak out words in tune (hopefully). The yuke is new so the nylon strings lose their tune from time to time. The person who gave it to me told me about it so checking on the strings’ tune was already a routine.
When i got tired trying to do You’ve Got A Friend, I decided it was time for breakfast. i was about to get out of the bed when i saw the washer and the nut.
I stared at it shocked. I was curing myself from unhappy thoughts over what happened before vacay with music. When i saw them, I thought my head lost some screws – funnily literally.
It felt like for a moment that i was staring at them, they were staring back with a smug smile saying, “oh yeah you screwed up”. i tried to fix it only to give up after few more tries. i resolved i need help to fix it.
As far as there was a shocking feeling on how these circumstances get weaved up that the external things connive to project whats inside your psyche is rather funnny, that shook me out of my musing on past “screw ups”. Thank God for His humor.
All screw ups just need time, proper tool, and yes, a little help as well.
Thank you 2014, your last days are a little fable-ous or was it parable-ous.