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I took piano lessons for one year as a teenager and loved them, then moved away and couldn’t find a good teacher. But I thought that someday I would start up again.
But I think the moment has passed. I will never take piano lessons.
But I will learn one song. One beautiful piece that I will practice for months, maybe years, and that will be at the ready when walking through hotel lobbies, and that will be played in the still of the evenings to stave off uncomfortable thoughts.
