Wow, it's like I've just had my horoscope read ;-)
I've been playing, collecting, fussing, devoting my life to a "few guitars" for a few decades and hope to have many more. Whether I own them or not, I'm a caretaker of fine vintage guitars as they come my way though life, and I will try to make any playable for a friend, regardless of pedigree. In retrospect, I'd have to say I'm seriously guitar crazy, have been since I was in my teens in the 70's.
I even play them, sometimes ;-)
Anyway, the junkie thing is just too funny...
One thing is for sure, for me, while playing guitar has been a really important part of my life that really took off around 1980 (when I started to go Electric and playing lead, really changed my life, and I got obsessed with it), but it's not the just music that really gets me, it's the GAS.
It's the buying/selling/trading, the thrill of the chase, restoring (I'm a born tinkerer, when I'm not fixing something, I'm inventing something), really just really a long road to my dream instruments, which I am still walking. To me, it is an escape from the whatevers of life, you just about forget about everything else, and that's a good thing because it allows you to focus, and learn about yourself in the process.
You know, I'm here because I'm waiting for a guitar in the mail, and last night when I went to sleep, all I have to do is think about "that" guitar, and it's like you're on a high... like dreaming about a girl, puppy love in high school...
Yep, definitely a little guitar crazy.
You can probably get a prescription for that...