I can no longer tell the difference between tranquility and exhaustion. Today I played an Amaj7 chord in front of my instructor, quit the rest of my guitar lessons, skipped my hockey game, and spent a baffled hour staring at a partially healed laceration on the swollen foreleg of a placid, brown horse. Now I’m [...]
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