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Thursday, September 7, 2017

The Majestic Piano.

I felt it in my soul, bleak and gloomy, depressing music came from beyond the majestic piano, as I struggled to remember my happy thoughts.  A slight flashback came to me as I remember playing this very piano with my wife, now it was an urge and desire to play it all day long. I kept my ring on like it was attached to me, it was mentally, but not physically.  I continued the song and I saw her, I saw my wife, Janice, the love had now continued onto the piano, it was like I had the most energy in the entire world, I could be playing for days at this race!  I knew it was in me, I had to give my energy to someone else, but at this point I didn’t realise what i had done.

I remember my old buddy, Jeremy Schfitzcherry.  I remember what had happened to him, It broke my heart as I remember, because he was just doing what he had to do, fight, I was one of the only ones who had survived the war.  It was like my heart had stopped, but it didn’t, I gained rage and all the power to destroy the other side, but I didn’t because I knew I would have died.  Jeremy and I were hiding behind a brick wall, we knew it was safe because the bricks were solid, and there was no way the other side was knocking the brick wall over, it’s like it was made of steel!  Jeremy strafed left, he shot, and then took a few bullets to the chest, that’s when my wrath of rage started to kick in, but my sadness is what kept me sane, and my sadness kept my insanity inside, not out, luckily.  When that had happened, I bought this piano, I thought that I had a few tricks up my sleeve, that’s why, actually, the real reason was because I thought it would keep me sane, and it did.  


The next thing I remember was passing down my happy thoughts to my son, after the war, because I was so happy I made it through the war. I bought my son a pony stick, y’know, those things people use to pretend they are on a pony?  Yeah, one of those.  The last thing I saw was him playing on one of those.  He has grown up since then, he is as colourful as ever.  I saw him riding it, he came to me and said “Dad, can I please play the piano as well?”
“Sure Bunny.”  I said to my kid who looked like he was about to explode with happiness.  Bunny joined in with me on the piano and we played the piano like there was no tomorrow.
FIN.

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