The Vintage Guitar

Hunter has awoken long forgotten dreams. But practicing alone at home, where nobody can hear, isn't enough. He's programmed to seek external validation. Although he tries to appreciate the beauty of the tones of the instrument for themselves, outside the confines of his finely quantified-life of labels and appraisals, he can't seem to and thus finds himself teetered on the edge of the event-horizon, subject to the gravitational pull that threatens to suck him back into the black-hole where he's been hiding.