I just love the sound of piano.
Is it too much to ask, to be able to do what I love? I gave my life to music, patiently, without making waves. I saw others rise, and I waited for my turn, still playing, always playing. The notes on the scores entered my eyes and exited my fingers, exact, precise.
I never stopped playing. And yet, after so many years, today is my grand debut. The City will hear me.