I was taught meditation as a kid. It helped me in times past but honestly how long can a person gaze into their navel? It gets old.
My nostalgia trips are just things I think about. What's to cure? Who really gives a rats ass about what I have happening now? No one, it's boring as fuck. Unless you really want to hear about the rebuilding of motors, random odd jobs, or filling out apps every fucking day. Same shit, different day. I know, how about a thrilling account of fixing frozen pipes under a house in 20 degree weather? Weeeeee!
"We don't have to save the world. The world is big enough to look after itself. What we have to be concerned about is whether or not the world we live in will be capable of sustaining us in it." -Douglas Adams
Tefl, if you want to make that that guitar to sing again get someone who can coach you instantly and make music come from that lump of wood. I gave up on the guitar 'cause I tried to do it on my own and never took advantage of the multitude of offers off friends to come 'round and make music instantly, even if it was shit. A sense of accomplishment is essential in my opinion..one day you can own that guitar