Reasons to Be Cheerful

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

If I were prone to cliche I’d say the next day dawned gray and gloomy. But come on. It was another sunny, mid-sixties day exactly like the day before, just like most of the days in November in Los Angeles except when it was in the eighties.

I want to go home, I thought, from my cocoon, staring at the high ceiling in the studio. When I thought of home, I thought of my room in Allston.

“Daron, you in here?” Remo.

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