Get away from this world

It's been so long since I last updated this blog, but I still have as many things to say.

I'm not even that old, but you know how big the world is? You know how often it gets so big that it just about stresses the hell out of your life?

That kinda sounds like the teenage-identity-crisis, 'the angst-filled years of teenhood' that adults repeatedly mention. Not sure if they're the same thing, but...

More often then not, on these days, I'm getting tired.

Like, dead tired. The world is so crowded nowadays. So stuffy. It's getting hard to breathe.

It'll be nice to get away once in a while, to go to an entirely different place and not to have to lift a finger over anything - but sadly, we're all stuck on one planet and in one world - Earth.

So instead, we have to settle for a lesser alternative - almost there, almost to this other, less suffocating world, but not quite there.

Like when you play the piano.

It was surprising to me at first, but recently, I've developed more than an interest in playing the piano. It's not like design - that one is most resolutely stuck at interest - it's something else entirely. It's passion. I actually feel passionate about playing the piano.

Not the ones that the teacher makes me play. I get my own off the internet.

And I don't have a piano. I have a keyboard. Lesser alternative.

But the keyboard is just behind me, in the small room I have as a working area, so it's desk and computer, electric fan on the left and keyboard behind.

All I have to do is switch the plugs.

But back to topic - the good thing about playing the piano, or the good things about playing the piano: the songs I pick, are, of course, fantastic. One can never go wrong with one's taste. They're all slightly depressing and very hopeful - with the almost there but not quite feel - and I love it. There are so many great composers out there. Yiruma, to name one. Really beautiful songs.

Plus people - the people in this house who have no other choice but to hear the piano - enjoy it. There's something about playing something that other people enjoy. Sort of like a crowd-pleaser. I'll play the piano as long as there's someone to hear it. An audience - why not?

And the best thing about playing the piano? This, by far, is my favorite - the volume. The sound of the keyboard can be adjusted, and I always set it above max. It's just as well, since a real piano is louder then maximum. Not just for the sound quality of an actual piano, but because its so loud, that it muffles all the other sounds. You can't hear the TV or the fan over the sound of the piano. You can't hear any worries, any deadlines, anything even mildly irritating over the sound of the piano. And that has to be the best quality of playing the piano - because it offers a respite, a small, small world away from the one we're all stuck in.

Which is such a pleasing thing, it is such a pleasure, to be away from our world, that I don't ever want to stop playing the piano, don't ever want to stop blasting it at such a loud volume; it is so emotionally pleasing, so comforting, that I don't know what I'll ever do if I don't have a piano nearby to vent all my emotions out on.

But even way above that - just to plain, get away from this world.