So I am starting to get down the basic frailing movement AND I am managing to play the first 6 chords of Seven Swans...well...more or less anyway, incidentally, from time to time. Still, it is progress and I'm mighty pleased with myself.
Also, the weekend will give me plenty of time to practice more and, not unimportantly, occassion.
Hefty arguments with sullen fathers after which, provided my mood is still bearable, enamoured silence on my end
while I share a few beers with that certain girl who will leave me to feel all impossible to the point of exploding in a cloud of stardust. Admittedly there is some danger to one's mental health when two monomaniacs meet.
Good times, however intense and confusing.
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