My piano teacher was a brokenhearted spinster who hated children.
Her fiance stood her up at the wedding = all the guests had arrived and he never showed up.
She turned to the rough world of vaudeville and made a great deal of money with world tours. But she remained quite calloused. How it affected me was it made me think I could do nothing else with my hands but play the piano. That’s not much of a life.
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You really need counseling
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Loke, I’ve had counseling. And what can they do? They sit there and say “Ahah, ahah.” and they don’t take it home with them. I have to take my problems home with me because they are me.
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