Dream Repertory for the Piano |
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The venue’s warm, dark lobby is alive with low murmurs and the echoes of swinging doors; in just a few minutes, all these people will be your audience. You head into the bathroom and look yourself over in the mirror, straightening out your hair and clothes; you descend into the amphitheater and climb the steps behind the curtain. The bright limelight is slightly warm; your footsteps resound on the vast, empty stage. A sea of people await you in the dark; seeing you enter, they begin to clap.
Are you dreaming, or have you woken up for the first time? You feel so disconnected but somehow so alive. Everything feels so magnified — your fears, your joys; in every moment, you can spark soul-resurrecting wonder, bring people to tears, or make this the most humiliating night of your life. Beneath the limelight, before these gleaming eighty-eight keys, you’re walking the line between dreams and reality, between mundanity and transcendence. Every second irreversibly slips by. You close your eyes, breathe deeply, and let the thoughts disappear — it’s time. 
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