I am discovering Eric Satie's piano music. It makes me realize how much I miss playing myself. I miss making music; literally producing it with my body; feeling it in my own hands; feeling my body shift and sink into a melody, against the instrument. I miss the touch of the keys as they give way under the weight of my fingers. I miss the way you forget about yourself; and the way you feel yourself while making music.
On a day like this, it seems like the only way to comfort me.
1 comment:
I perfectly know what you are talking about. In the dorms where I live there is a piano. Why don't you just come and try it? you can do that as often as you want!
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