Going on 8 years now.
My baby's getting old..
Been a long time since I've spent some good quality time with my baby too.
I used to sit all night just basking. Relishing. Indulging in the sweetness of discovery.
That familiar feeling... that familiar sound.
It still smells faintly of stale tobacco.
Reminds me of good music, good times... yet dark times all the same.
Remnants from a past life.
My guitar.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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