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Piano - Part II

It’s Friday afternoon and after 45 minutes of my Hanon Virtuoso Pianist exercises I gave in to the sleepiness and hit the bed for an extended power nap. Silent phone and well deep in my duvet, I woke up 2 and a half hours later with a couple of missed calls, one from Teeba. As I try to call her back, I find her in my sofa sleeping… Yes, confusing, especially if you consider I was totally asleep still. It seems the piano was not working. Given I had just played it was very hard to believe but in fact the piano was now echoing electrical sounds throughout the house. Three days old piano not working was enough to make me be in rage about the unfairness of the subject before one of my only weekends in Boston.
It seems once again I did not trust the stars, the angels or whatever you want to call it. After some hours back and forward and some (not always) friendly interactions with the personnel we brought home a brand new Yahama P85, rather than the used Korg one, better sound, better quality and cheaper… How we bought the other one in the first place… long story. Now it is only time to admit that there is always a good behind the bad. I am awake at 1.40am but Teeba is still here looking crazy with her piano piece in her headphones while I laugh with House. Why sleep anyway, sleepiness if fully paid by now!
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