Man, there’s this one moment that keeps playing in my head like some old song stuck on repeat. It was one of those nights, you know, the kind where everything feels too much and not enough at the same time. I was out, way too deep into stuff I had no business being in, and my guitar… man, my guitar was just lying there, collecting dust like some forgotten dream.
I remember looking at myself in some cracked mirror, couldn’t even recognize the dude staring back. Eyes all hollow, like the life had been sucked right outta them. And it hit me, right there, like a punch to the gut. What am I doing? This ain’t me. This ain’t the life I wanted. I was so far off track, chasing highs to dodge the lows, but all I was doing was digging myself deeper into this hole of nothingness.
It’s funny, ain’t it? How sometimes it’s the darkest moments that kinda flip the switch in your head. I was tired, man. Tired of running, tired of hiding behind this mask of ‘I don’t care’. But deep down? Deep down I was scared. Scared I’d end up just another could-have-been, a cautionary tale with a busted guitar and a book full of broken dreams.
That night, I made a promise to myself. No more running. No more hiding. It was time to face the music, literally. I dusted off my guitar, and those first few strums felt like coming home. It wasn’t gonna be easy, I knew that. Changing, really changing, it’s like learning a new tune. It’s frustrating, and you’re gonna mess up, a lot. But each note, each mistake, it’s a step forward, away from who I was, towards who I wanna be.
So here I am, writing this down, a reminder of where I’ve been and where I’m headed. It’s not gonna be a smooth ride, but I’ve got my guitar, my music, and that’s worth more than any high, any escape I used to run to.
Change, man. It’s scary, it’s hard, but it’s worth it. ‘Cause in the end, we only got one life, and I wanna make mine count. 🎸✨