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Monday, February 28, 2005

tonight was so delightfully invigorating. I've forgottten how beautiful music is; to be able to create such purity, to be carried away to different worlds. Piano is my baby. I am so selfish with it. I don't play for anyone, i don't let anyone hear me; it's a gift to myself. How many times have i been told i am talented? too many. How many times have i been told i could be a proffesional pianist?a plethora. And yet i refuse to share this intimate experience i have with anyone else. In my world there are no mistakes, no wrong notes, no incorrect chord progressions; it's music of another dimension. Music given to me, and only to me. Out of 6 billion people, this ethereal music is granted to me to hear. The perfect anti-drug.
10:19 PM

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