Practically forgot I had this damn thing. Dunno why, as I've been starving for something to do to keep myself from goin' fuckin' crazy.
I've practiced as much as I know how to do on my guitar, practically memorized all the songs in the one book of sheet music I got. Rose has been busy, so no lessons have continued for awhile now. Our camping trip has been suspended indefinately, too.
I have been looking for a second place, though. Outside this damn city. I did find a nice, traditional, small house about fifteen miles outside of the city limits. Dirt road to get there, surrounded by woods, no electricity, and the only running water is a creek about twenty feet from the house. Heating and cooking is done by a hearth. Real down-to-earth. And it's close enough to a tower that my cell phone'll still work in case of emergencies.
It'll need a lot of work done on it, the roof leaks a bit and the paper on the doors needs replaced. But I like it, I'm gonna be talking to the owner and making arrangements to buy it.
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