oliver ripped my jim from the cd player and now we're sitting quietly listening to classical music. we're trying to be like our parents were. early saturday nights with flickering candles and no conversations. it hit my creative bug though. yay. but at times i'll sit at the keyboard pretending the keys are piano keys. all those classical piano songs i learned are flowing back into my fingers. it's slightly depressing.

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