Insatiable Hunger… Becoming a Detective!

In my words, I USED to play the piano. Last Friday I felt like playing for a little while. ThatPiano music playing pianist musician. little while turned into a marathon!

After two hours my fingers remembered, the notes returned. By the third hour, there were glimpses of music!  I HAD to play, my soul was famished! No meals were prepared, no work was done, my family was left to fend for themselves.  Apparently listening to my playing is a ‘beautiful’ way to drift off to sleep!

At 10.15 pm, I stopped as abruptly as I had begun. I was full, my hunger satisfied!  I wished my husband goodnight and fell into a deep sleep.

I had remembered that I am a musician!  Continue reading