Missing my old teacher, and missing my piano. Playing this piece is like therapy to me. This morning, I re-read an obituary of my teacher from years ago, and I haven’t struggled to hold back tears like that in a long time. Life is strange and wonderful.
Took a long stroll through the city today… Ended up getting more sentimental than I expected to, when walking past the music school I spent so many hours at as a child and teenager. In the little corner studio behind that tree. I’m missing my piano pretty bad today.
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Yellow Magic Orchestra
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For those of you looking for Bob Marley’s face on Garfield’s body, look no further.
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Dat face tho.
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