Monday, Monday

I used to dread Mondays, but now after a weekend I am actually refreshed, not having homework and school responsibilities to worry about. I don't mind work at all. I look forward to making a contribution to something productive each day, something I didn't have when playing poker.

Poker poker poker. The no poker blog and no work blog title doesn't seem to be applying so far... I'll try to get away from that. How about... piano?

I remember taking lessons in grade school from one of my good friends' moms. She was an amazing piano player, I doubt I'll ever reach her level. I also remember her telling her son (my friend) about when I cried because I was strugging during one lesson, and then hearing about it during a mocking session from my pals. So much for the teacher-student confidentiality, oh well. I deserved it as I saw piano practice as a chore back then and ignored it for the most part inbetween weekly lessons. And now, I wish I had cared a little more. In my current living space is a lonely piano I feel compelled to play now and then. In fact, I have found myself playing around on it for hours trying to learn new songs such as "Konstantine" by Something Corporate and refining old songs I have memorized such as "Maple Leaf Rag" by Scott Joplin. Someday I hope to play Maple Leaf Rag through and through, and at the current pace, I definitely see that happening. I can't wait.