You will get the same result(s). You will trust, you will grow, you will flourish, you will, fall, get up a time or ten, and you will still lose nothing from
within who you have become - but you will also lose what you never fucking needed sometimes.
On that note (all puns intended where they seem suitable), the future is fresh and never dull albiet unpleasant at times, and you will remember starting something big and you will have the love
of that long strange trip always, and when the honeymoon is over, walk back into the sun and watch that new garden comfort you, heal you, keep you warm, and you will walk and think more
deliberately and no matter how great you are, never let them take away your guitar.