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There's freezing rain against the window. I'm at my parents' house for the evening. For the night, if I feel like letting myself get iced in. I do. I'm taking the morning off work tomorrow to be there for my brother when he gets up on a stage and tells an audience what Africa was to him. So until then I am safe and warm here. I've been sipping tea and sitting at their piano and playing something I'll never be able to replicate. I know I was throwing in a lot of Cmaj7 chords but other than that it was nonsense. The way I like it. I am content.