guitars, cocaine, inner ear

There’s so many things about life that you can’t really place properly and yet they cause so much joy. Think of a simple phone call, messages, a way to rearrange your room.

Cocaine is infuriatingly dangerous because of its design, which goes like: yes, you do cocaine, now you want cocaine again. Cycle never ends, I wonder what Hunter Thompson liked most about this drug. Energy? Paranoia? Or maybe simply a break from what normal is? Nevertheless, I’m paying attention to my nose quite closely.

I’m waiting for a Schecter guitar to come. I’m curious whether Schecter beats ESP/LTD in terms of quality control or if it feels better overall. I really like Les Paul shaped guitars, but I think it could be a good time for a change.