I took piano for several years growing up. My level of commitment would change every so often, with some years better than others. I took a couple years off during my early teens, for the best, and even though I started back up again, it was never the same for me. Since I've been at school I haven't had as much playing time. Sure, I know, there are a million pianos on campus, but there are also a million and one students who play. And it always seemed as though all those people like to practice at the exact same time I trekked up to campus for a little jingle on the ivory keys. Which gradually led to me discontinuing my piano upkeep. However, I am at home now and have a piano at my disposal. And since I don't have a ton of other things weighing down my hands, they have yet again found the tunes of my heart. While I am not as good as I used to be, I have missed playing.