Hey there, diary. Today I want to talk about something that has always fascinated me - hammers. Yes, you heard it right. Hammers have been a big part of my life for as long as I can remember.
I don't know what it is about them, but the weight in my hand, the feel of the handle against my palm, and the power behind each swing just captivate me. Maybe it's because they remind me of music in a way - powerful yet precise.
As a musician and a member of Metallica, I'm used to wielding an instrument (my bass guitar) with skill and finesse. But there's something different about holding a hammer; it gives me a sense of strength and control that is both comforting and empowering.
I remember when I was younger; I would spend hours watching my dad work on various projects around the house with his trusty hammer by his side. The way he effortlessly nailed down boards or fixed broken things inspired me in ways words can't describe.
And now as an adult, carrying around my own hammer makes me feel connected to him in some strange way. It's like having him close by whenever I need guidance or support.
Sure, some people might find it odd that I always have a hammer on me for "self-defense," but to be honest, it's more than just protection for me. It symbolizes resilience, determination, and creativity all rolled into one handy tool.
Whether I'm out fishing by myself or jamming on stage with Metallica members beside me – having that familiar weight at my side brings comfort like nothing else does. So here’s to hammers – versatile tools that not only build homes but also forge connections between generations.
Until next time, Cliff Burton