Soren’s Search

Clutching his Taylor 562ce Grand Concert 12-string guitar protectively, Soren closed the door. Turning the key he locked it tight – like he had done to his heart last night.  It was time to blow this joint which held nothing but disappointment, hurt, and pain.  He would leave this one horse town and head to the Big Apple where he could be himself and make it big.  He knew that the people of New York would appreciate  him and his music.  He climbed into his 1951 Chevrolet 4×4 lifted mudder, and headed toward the city where he would finally be accepted and understood.

 

 

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