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Burnt out from life's bumps in the road I moved out to the desert to rebuild something from the wreckage left. Seems that there are a shitload of bumps right here. Granted most of them are weather and such but the desert also has it's share of snakes and other varmits who add to the obsticals in life. Reflection shows that many of the obsticals are self created, duh.

Before coming to here I met a Japaneese guy that taught me the most important guitar lesson, "just play, you sound better later". Stayed with some friends that let me hide on the roller coster of their life for a while. Met a stranger from Sweden who's chance question kept me from stepping off of a clift. Got the oppertunity to stay with my Mother for a few months, all in all a most wonderful person. My Mother and Sister rescued me from the prison of my depression or so I thought, the prison is all in your mind, but it is hard to see between the bars of the cell.

Now I play the guitar better than ever, for me that is.

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