But let's be honest here...there is absolutely NOTHING like the sound of the piano, echoing through a house, bouncing off of the walls, reverberating in the air when those chords and phrases come together, after hours of practice, and thought and feeling and all at once that song finally HITS, and it just feels like something might actually be coming out of me that I like. When I figure out something I was working hard to learn, or when I stretch the boundaries of my melancholy deep and dark enough to find new places in my mind that can be expressed intentionally on those keys. It's a pretty liberating experience.
And being alone right now I have found a lot of these moments, and I am grateful for them.
This is one of those silver lining things. This is the momentum I am working on right now.
This is life.