I played guitar for like five minutes just now because I want to keep reading (The Fault in Our Stars is brilliant) and I really should try to go to bed in less than an hour. As it is I read instead of studying, so I will have to wake up early to do that. Man, I suck.
I feel like playing guitar for only five minutes doesn’t really count as practicing, but it does mean that I reviewed the new part of “Savior” that I learned yesterday, and even if five minutes doesn’t afford much time for improvement, at least I know I won’t have forgotten it tomorrow when I go to play again.
In the end, I suppose five minutes is better than nothing at all. And soon I will be done with this book and can go back to my regular life where I spend less time reading and can actually do things like write blog posts on Rachel.nu, which I haven’t done since Saturday, et cetera. I really, really suck.