Validated

A little scared and yet thrilled when I discover I'm doing it right. Like, yes, I am a member of that club. Always was.

Rarely

I listen to you playing piano and am immediately transported to the year when you toured Russia and made that movie. You angrily responded to my comments. That put even more distance between us. When the music is playing all that space and time disappear.

You know, you're playing that part now – the one I suggested you play – of a slightly deranged genius and it suits you well.

Which brings me here now, although it doesn't stop me from being there, too. And it doesn't matter. All that time is like water over the falls. Falling because it has to and making everything clean and beautiful with its mist.

Not my fault

I can't heed all your vague warnings. And you don't make it possible for me to do the obvious.