Wrapping my fingers around the neck of a guitar is actually helping. Low profile, style.
I've been in a proverbial funk about my future. Moreso, lackthereof. I just can't be stangant anymore in this town. If I'm going to be here I should make the best of it. Not wallow in self-pity. I guess this whole leaving the house and picking up a guitar thing is supposed to be helping. It falls right in line with my horoscope. New moon on 5/5 brings new faces and people. Band practice on 5/4 did just that. Who knows, this new direction may pave the way for going out on Saturday nights as well.
Baby steps, boo. Baby steps.
Let's just ride that train for a while and see where it takes us.
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