Your post very well clarifies what I was trying to say. Should of said melody. Like I come up with something cloying, fun to play, but makes my teeth hurt.

Somewhat related, I often wonder how many people are out there who have things that come easily to them but not things they necessarily enjoy doing and don’t want to make their “life’s work” (more like lie’s work) out of. Making music I would say is the opposite for me, it doesn’t come easy for me but is something I am passionate about. Maybe this sort of struggle runs adjacent to the “distance makes the heart grow fonder” type of thinking and should, ideally, make a person more dedicated to the pursuit as the things which are truly worth doing should have some amount of struggle. But again, maybe that’s some artifact left over from my Catholic schooling.

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