Sometimes when playing these solo piano gigs,
from the corner of my eye I'll sense someone
really paying attention...just enthralled,
hanging on every note. It's often a curvy woman,
just staring intently. I'll start performing just for
that person in my mind, and I'll kick it up a notch.
And they keep on paying attention! Eventually,
I'll summon some boldness and turn and
look right at the figure! That's when I realize that
what I thought was a person is actually a potted plant,
or a vase, or a column, or water pitchers on a table.
It happens all the time. Been meaning to tell you.
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