The Guitar

by Damon M. Garn

I’m going to do it, I decided. I’m going to buy it.

The sales guy was in the back, finding the box and paperwork. I stood alone at the front of the shop.

I was terrified and excited. Wary and thrilled.

I hadn’t consciously realized that I’d dreamed of this all my life. Sure I had fantasized about it but I’d always believed I had no ability. Now that I embraced my potential, I felt liberated. It’s the journey, not the destination.

So I put my debit card on the counter and carried my box of dreams outside.

Damon Garn lives in Colorado Springs, CO with his wife and two children. He enjoys hiking, writing and annoying his neighbors with mediocre guitar playing. He writes in the fantasy/sci-fi realm experimenting in flash fiction, short stories and a novel. Follow him on Twitter @dmgwrites or at

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