The day is here, and as the song says: Here I go again on my own...
Dramatic much?
I don't know if this is because I'm getting older and more things tend to hurt when I travel, but I hope to figure out a better way of moving guitars into American territory than me traveling with them somewhat soon.
Yes, I don't truly trust shipping services down here, and if you lived here, you would violently agree with me I'm sure.
10 days outside my shop
Doesn't seem like much, and as a matter of fact, it's going to fly by, but because I'm working on a guitar that has me quite excited, I double down on the "I dislike flying" sentiment easily.
I think I'm going to call this guitar "Second Opportunities" because it's really the theme here.
See you on the flip
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