In the morning I finally fixed my violin, after a long time of which the strings were broken and I didn't play for a while. And when I was coming back home I suddenly realized how I miss my teacher, and my music school, and the routine of practicing every day and a believe that followed, that my life and future career will be connected to music. And...it didn't happen. And right now, i'm very sorry that it's not like this.
But nevertheless..it will always, and forever remain me and my precious Lucianna (my violin's name) against the world.
No matter how i feel, I will always feel better after I will practice.
The picture was kind of an improvisation. And no, my room is not that messy, but the thrown cloths and papers symbolize the chaos of the surrounding world.
I wonder if I succeeded with forwarding this idea. Your opinions are welcomed.
Days left: 85
Good night,
Smylik
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