I've always loved music. Whether it was the countless hours spent on Napster, downloading tons of corrupted files off torrent, exploring obscure music on last.fm, or suddenly having access to pretty much the entirety of music created by mankind at the insanely cheap price of ~30 cents a day (I will die on the hill that this IS insane and best money I ever spend and would gladly spend orders of magnitude more); music is a constant for a majority of my waking hours.

The sad part is I never learned how to make music. So last year I took up guitar classes. Although it was a slow start, it unlocked a part of me that I had heard murmurs of every now and then, just never met. That then led to more, taking piano classes, buying a synth to fiddle around with, and definitely more in the near future.

There is no crazy fast forward where I'm dropping this beat I cooked up that will be a sensation. I'm an early beginner. I'm not even sure I'm that talented. But the most important insight it's given me is the ability to somewhat consistently tap into that flow state we all yearn for. Although have found it spontaneously in the past, it was never a sure thing. Now with music, whether it's playing a melody I love for the first time, jamming alongside a song I like, or fiddling with the infinite combinations possible on my FM synth, I'm able to reliably transport myself to a place where time stops. I think it's the first time where I've stopped caring about some goal or milestone and experience, create something just because I like it.

It's beautiful.