Somehow, my foot surgery behind me, I still haven’t felt like sitting at the piano. Dad’s death really shook me up, more than I imagined it would, and I’ve not felt like doing anything I have to really work at. Funny isn’t it. Sitting at this computer till 4 in the morning is fine. I think it’s because playing the piano requires me putting my feelings into my fingers, and for the moment, putting my feelings anywhere is risky business. Still, I can’t hold back forever. Dad wouldn’t have wanted that, and besides, it’s time. I went out for dinner with friends tonight to a restaurant for the first time, and although it was really tricky, and the tears just wanted to come, I’m really glad I went. So, as I said. Tomorrow’s the day. I’m going to sit down and play. Think starting with Hanon’s finger exercises is really a bonus – I can just lose myself in the technique without being concerned about the tears. I just hope they don’t come anyway and pour down all over the keys! That’d be right! Probably a good idea to get some sleep first, d’ya think???