New Heathens

I, Dumbass

Aaaauuuuggghhh! I am crestfallen. I was playing my guitar, trying in vain to write good songs, and I had it propped against my desk. My guitar, the Washburn acoustic I've played since I was 17, tipped over. Timber. Hit my hardwood floor and the headstock snapped. Did you hear a wailing around 3:15 EST today? Yeah, that was me. I can still picture it tipping over, like it was in slow motion.

Taking it to Carmine Street Guitars in the morning.

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