This is very random.

I've been told that I'm talkative. Too talkative.

Yapping non-stop.

Bet most of you didn't know I talk a lot. Instead, I was (or am) known as a quiet person.

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You know how people say, "Sweet dreams!" out of good nature when you're going to bed and all? What if you didn't have dreams that night? Or don't have dreams since long time ago?

Ignore me. I ask things like this all the time.

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Do you think I should take up guitar? Quit my piano and make a switch?

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I'm very much into oldies right now. Some of it.

Hank Locklin - Send Me The Pillow That You Sleep On. The song is damn cute.

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(Just so you know. I'm having a hard time playing Prelude in G. Keys too far apart. This is me, part complaining, part being curious.)

Seriously. Where did all the female pianists go? The old, old ones. The women from Mozart or the Johann Bach generation.

These men think everybody's hands as big as their's meh..