I used to play. To enjoy the moments of quiet in space. My fingers would move down the plastic white and black keys.

I used to play for the enjoyment of it and to clear my mind of worries for the moment.

Now. I lost that music. That feel to just play. That feel to just enjoy the moment of not knowing what I would play for a few seconds and then I would play some song at random.

Now. The random moments don’t come to me so easily anymore. I feel like I’m finally getting old. I feel like I lost something of a link to my past when I needed to play because the music was in me and I had to let my fingers dance over the keys.

Hmm. Lost moments. Lost time. Lost carefree days of piano practice with coffee or tea at my side.

Warm regards

Guardiandogg