My fingers flew over the keyboard, landing on dissonant chords that somehow fit together to create a wild and frenzied melody. Up the scales they ran, then down again, and crash, another amazing chord! My children, much younger then, their eyes wide with wonder, squealed with delight over the fervor of my music, landing in little heaps on the floor. I was an unstoppable music machine, all a-dither with the notes that tumbled out of me.
When I opened my eyes, the room was dark. The clock read 4:49, just eleven minutes till the alarm would sound and I would tumble from bed to start the day.