I see a piano.. in a shop, in a hotel lobby, in a restaurant.. and involuntarily gravitate towards it. I want to touch it, rest my fingers lightly on the keys, see if the surface is shiny enough to watch my fingers dance as I play a song. I want to hear the music storming from it and I don't necessarily want anyone to listen to me playing. I just want to play and play and play... Playing piano makes me calm and restful. It's peaceful. Maybe because everything I play tends to sound like a Jim-Brickman-lullaby? I can't help it.
I love me some piano time. :)
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