No Touching The Piano

Date: 2/19/2017

I dreamed I was having an affair of sorts with a musician. He had a piano that nobody was permitted to touch although I could not resist. He didn't like that but he gave in and as I sat down before it, he stood behind me and guided my hands along the keyboard. We played some melodies. I can't remember what he looled like, really, but I knew he was in his 50s or 60s, with lush yet greying hair, and my affair wasn't really love. I was young and only there for the thrill, perhaps because he was a well-respected pianist or composer (I have a major real-life weakness for musicians as it is).