Piano
A few weeks ago I got my piano tuned.
After 8 long years without playing I got so obsessed. I played night and day... until my neighbors knocked on the door. Very nice neighbors.
But anyway, either I stop playing at inappropriate time ranges or I move my piano to the other end of the apartment where it would face a concrete wall and no longer these ridiculouse thin plaster walls. I never understood why plaster walls are used to separate two apartments. The bathroom from the laundry room - okay, but not two rooms where intimacy is on the top of the list. I can hear my neighbor cough when I lay in my bed. Not cool.
I moved the piano.
