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Steve was right. You really have no other choice (but to suffer) until you realize that you do have a choice. And you can only ever realize it now.

Haha I'm not inflated I'm empowered!

I am so kind and gentle it's obvious you don't fuck with me.

Be glad I don't walk around playing, tricking and manipulating the fuck out of everyone. Because I'd be rocking at it. Too bad I'm too conscious and heart centered. I am wired to be real.

It's true, yes. They want you more when you barely even notice them.

Too many girls were showing interest this week, and I did absolutely nothing about it.

There is not a single thing that I have to worry about now. But there is a nasty habit of having to worry about something, all the time. Shaking it all off, slowly but surely. All is fucking well.

Switching companies. Because why wouldn't I work less for more money. Should have done it 3 months ago already, but I did not have the balls, or the will.

Fuck. This. Weather. Btw.

Last night I was led to one of my all time favorite classical pieces: Requiem K. 626 by Mozart. It's just too beautiful played on a guitar. Makes me wanna jump out of my skin from all those feels. Just the perfect first piece to learn on this new journey. Not too difficult, not too easy. Should not take more than a few days to make it mine.

It's been at least 13 centuries since I have last attempted to learn another musician's song. I've been hyper focused on writing and playing my own shit exclusively, since I can remember. However, in the light of this very important transition from an electric to a classical guitar, I am now again willing to play the role of a student, for a very short little while. I feel quite inspired and excited, even, to learn a few classical pieces from well known giants such as Tarrega, Bach and Chopin. It already hurts my imaginary brain. And fingers.

What a wonderful day off.

57% thc moonrocks. That's what's up.

3 girls sitting in front of me, all of them very open and inviting. Two super hot blonds, and one not so very hot but very fun brunette. She's the one I'm teaching how to play guitar. She's waiting for her next lesson this very moment, and I just had to run to the toilet, because I panicked from all that attention and sexual tension. Jk had to piss. Let's see what happens.

It's solipsist Friday! Yaaay!

No one can compete. Not only because I am at least 43 light years ahead of you all, but also because you don't actually exist.

Very chill and smooth day. Everything seems to be back to normal. As normal as it can be now. I am super duper excited about this transition to a classical guitar. I've been an electric guy my entire life, but now, after 20 years of hardcore masturbation with my instrument of choice... this jump truly feels right. Natural. Real. Honest. But also, it's the very last step towards absolute mastery. Yes. I'm about to become the final boss of guitar. Very, very soon. It's already done, basically.

What a lovely, spontaneous, epic night. I did not realize, but I was really in need of some quality hanging out with friends. Did not close on the girl. It's too fucking late and this day has been too fucking long. She'll be here tomorrow.. Sleep! Now!

I'm giving a 21yr old Italian/Ethiopian girl guitar lessons, 4 in the morning, in front of the hostel. That's what's happening.

Sheer fucking will.

Plays nice, feels great. Solid hour of cycling, but oh so very worth it.

Got the guitar! Fuck to the yes!

Tonight I feast like a king!

Dehydrated too. For sure.

I'm not angry I'm hungry.