The Guitar Dude

There is this Other Self that has been living beside me for many years… Guitar Dude.

Since all of the discussion that has been bouncing around about other probable realities and other probable selves, it has just dawned on me — I do have a regular companion self.

He has been with me since I was maybe ten years of age. What purpose does he serve, if any? He’s an escape for me when I am in one of those proverbial “tight spots”. For an example, if I am growing cobwebs while waiting my turn in a crowded waiting room, or getting my teeth cleaned, or sitting through a boring sermon, I become Guitar Dude. He is usually sitting on the beach playing flamenco guitar. Sometimes, he is sitting in a plaza or a courtyard or beneath a tree on a mountain top, playing long and sweet. He’s a part of me, but the part of me that has no other duty but to play that guitar. (The guitar, by the way, is a Hermanos Conde flamenco special).

Faro King