There are few things that are required for this vagabond lifestyle that I’ve evolved into. The main thing? An acoustic guitar. Ok, that’s not the real reason as to why I just bought my first guitar a week ago, but it does fit my drifter image I’ve developed of late. 

I’m excited to throw it into the backseat of my hatchback as I make my journey up north this week as part of my temporary unemployment/last chance at life before law school. I figured I’d need an artistic escape from the piles of law reviews and textbooks come fall, so I finally crossed something off my bucket list — learn the guitar. And a week into it, I’m still getting into my groove, but I have succeeded in figuring out the G, D, and C chords (thank you, free online lessons!) … if only I could get the thing in tune. Hmmm. That’ll come later. Maybe I’ll stumble upon some artsy independent music store on my trek and pick up some truly memorable tuner. One can hope.

The goal? To learn a song (in tune) by the time Colin’s home. I think I can do that. Right?