It has been a really long time since I played the piano. I’ve been feeling the urge lately, so this morning I finally cleared stuff out of the way and sat down on the bench to tickle the ivories.

I am so out of shape, it’s not even funny… but even before I felt tired at all, my inspiration ran dry.

I mean, I only twiddled for about a half hour before I had to give up.

I found that I was tapping into some emotion while twiddling around, however, because I got up from the keyboard with my eyes being rather moist.

As a matter of fact, the songs that were coming out were very simple, and very sad… and very repetitive.

It’s actually kind of interesting. There are never any words that come to mind when I do that, just a stream of emotional consciousness. Today it was a simple, direct sadness that flowed forth. I’ll have to try again sometime soon. Perhaps I’ll record it then (I considered recording it today but felt it was a bit too much effort).

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