I'm in love with this.

I love that I can play the piano.

I

Love

It.

I love that I can sit down and make up stuff and nobody knows that I just made that up except for a couple of fellow musician nerds in the audience, who usually end up appreciating the improvisation.

I love learning intricate and “simple” and “complicated” and challenging and whimsical music.

I love how the piano sounds at 2 am in the middle of winter when it's that quiet quiet that only occurs after a good snowfall.

I love how cathartic a ballad played on the piano during a soft rain is.

I love accompanying music on the radio or streaming service.

I love how the piano sounds at 10 pm at a club or festival or restaurant—heavy metal or pop or Latin jazz. All of it.

I love how the entire house changes when I do something as simple as play a scale while waiting for the coffee to brew.

The first time I played with my son in concert was transcendent and ranks up there with top two experiences of my life.

I love how one person using two fingers to work out Chopsticks or Auld Lang Syne or L’amour est un oiseau rebelle is enough to bring up everyone's spirits at a party.

I love that I know how pianos are made and how sound travels, and I love that I yearn to learn more.

I'm 100% in love with this.

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