The Very First Chord

Wait, did my fingers just move on their own?! I took a tiny breath, felt the morning air, and gave the neck of my guitar a gentle squeeze. With a quick flick of my right thumb across the strings—*twang!*—a warm, buzzy little note rang right up through the wood into my palms! I actually made that sound! My balance held firm against the desk surface, my wrists bent right on cue, and that playful little vibration lingered right under my fingertips. I'm not just standing here—I can really play!