play my grandma’s piano when we go over to her house to visit. I believe right here I was trying to play the intro song to legend of zelda, haha. Michael was sitting right next to me. I don’t play piano but I have a pitch thing were I can play any melody I hear or remember in my head. It’s one of those weird talents some people have. My hair is really short here. We had ravioli that day for dinner and I remember Michael sitting in this room by himself talking to his dad. It’s weird how much I remember form this day, nothing about it was significant.