The piano has been beckoning lately. In high school, it was as close to a bestie as an inanimate object could get. Since leaving Dubai, our friendship has gone stale, with small reconciliations here and there.
It’s hard to return to an instrument when your hands are so rusty; you know you were capable of so much better, but you have to start again. It’s an exercise in patience and humility.
And Lord knows I need as much exercise in those “muscles” as I can get.
With the sunshine streaming into the living room, I decided to pick an old favourite: Arabesque by Debussy. I’m so far from where I was, but I’m enjoying getting to know my old friend again… and touch a part of my heart that I haven’t touched in a long time either. How I’ve missed her!