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so much piano. You know you've been practicing too long when you start to hear glenn gould humming along with your playing. my neurological problems manifest in interesting ways when I focus on something for six hours. it's always fun when the notes of the piece I'm working on begin to have opinions of eachother and the whole thing turns into a long and varied conversation with an occasional heated argument. I couldn't express the dialogue any better than I could explain one of those dreams I have when I first start to fall asleep. I had to stop last night when I suddenly couldn't tell the difference between my fingers and the piano keys. When I got up I was hallucinating all over the place. At the art opening I stood between two pairs of people having a converstaion and listened, trying to follow both lines at once, like I was studying a two-part invention. It's kind of hard. contrapuntal thinking.