I always
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.