I Bought a New Guitar

Music has always been my first love.

My first guitar and I were inseparable for years. It was an extension of me, like another body part. I used to play it every single day.

USED TO.

Then I was thrown into adulthood because I had to grow up – college, then graduation, then job. Where did the guitar fit in? Nowhere.

Little by little, I played less often, until I stopped altogether and I didn’t even notice that I stopped… until now.

Now I noticed. Fuck it. I may not have my old guitar, but I’m determined to reignite that passion I used to have.

After hours of searching and asking around, I finally came across the perfect guide on buying a guitar. This saved me days of swimming across a sea of web pages if I manually researched on my own.

Ultimately, I ended up buying the Yamaha FG800.

It has a solid Spruce top, scalloped bracing, and it’s freakin Yamaha. Most of all, it sounds great, and that’s all that matters to me.

I played it non-stop as if it was the end of the world that we were all required to do what we love the most before we die.

I was like a kid again. For the first time in years, I felt care-free and not stressed as fuck. And whenever I play, I can’t keep track of time. As soon as I put down the guitar, it’s already dark outside.

Which brings me here. Whoever reads this, I hope you don’t let the busyness of life get in the way of you doing what you love.

My example was just playing guitar, but it could be anything for other people.

Most of the time, it’s something bigger, more grand, more important… like spending time with your loved ones, looking up from your phone and actually socializing with people, and so on and so on.

One of my college professors once said that life’s sweetest pleasures are free. To me, it’s music. What about you?

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