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I stared at the window. All white, just like the keys I was automatically pressing up and down.
And black, like the coffee by my side.
Or like the other half of the keys, which I also pressed every now and then…
The sky was dark as a Stephen King novel.
The rest was covered in snow.
I stopped for a second to look at my watch:
3:30 p.m.
Daylight was a rare luxury in those
Scandinavian winters.
As beautiful as music is, life is not just about music.
Or coffee.
You´ll probably not become enlightened by my daily posts. Then again, you might...
But one thing I´ll promise:
You won´t get Bored.
In the highly unlikely event that you do, you can always unsubscribe and keep on dreaming your normal dreams.
CLAUDIO CONSTANTINI Piano & Bandoneon
© 2023 Claudio Constantini
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