This is something I made up on my guitar. It started as a Spanish guitar lick and somehow converted to a blues. Forgive the poor performance, it really is only a sketch of something that I did in little less than a hour and then left unfinished. Ah, the old unfinished song I can hear my contemporaries say.
Att vara annorlunda/att inte passa in i samhällets ramar
Write so that you would never forget where you came from...#Storyteller #FindingHope #Genovia #Lifestylewriting
living in the vibe of my emotions
Book Reviews and Personal Tunes
Dailys
"create...& live twice"
This WordPress.com site is Pacific War era information
Hey there, welcome to my blog, am glad to have you •HEALTH | • FITNESS | •SKIN |•FOOD | •LIFESTYLE |
Searching the ordinary for the extraordinary
slideshow
For lovers of reading, writing, travel, humanity
Writing can be anything for anyone but for me it's to express the overwhelming feelings I feel that cannot be said .[Disclaimer : everything posted here will be my own work (p.s. work here means everything written and not the images) unless mentioned otherwise. Please do not copy.]
A quiet sanctuary for the drowning mind
A poet in the clouds
