All day I wait, and I wait, and I wait. Just so that I can come home, to sit down and play. To touch those silky black and white keys, and to play the music that comes out a piece of me.
All day I sit through school, work, homework... All day, I just wait and think to myself about what a reward I will get when I get home. I always know that my beautiful piano will always be there, waiting for me, and that is my reward.