Photography: Unknown

Reading sheet music used to be a literacy that was more familiar to me that most things. I would to make up stories for every piece played. It would be my interpretation of reading between the notes and making it my own.

As a child I think I used to be a lot cooler then I am today. There were days that I would sit by the piano and compose my own pieces at the ripe old age of 12. I don't know what happened? Where did that passion wonder off too? Did I get distracted and thrown off track by the course and happenings of my life? And if so, why did I let that happen? Perhaps I was too young to realize and know back then.

I wonder where that cool kid would be today if she didn't put down her pencil and slide away from those keys.

No regrets, just Saturday morning ponderings. -tM

"There was no one near to confuse me, so I was forced to become original." - Joseph Haydn