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My piano is arriving this weekend from my mom's... the piano I was trained and nurtured on. So it's a pretty big freaking deal for me. It was a major creative outlet for me growing up, and was like a therapist in many ways... to get lost in a passage, lost in thought, your fingers moving. It was an early study of consciousness for me because I would be both lost in that moment, my thoughts carried on the notes, while my eyes would subconsciously read the music. I hope I can get that back.