Memories….
That was one of my first record, I was about 8 at that time… And I don’t think I heard that many time since then, although I remembered the melody like I would have played it yesterday: “Les petits riens**” from Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. I heard it this morning on the road, on the Maine Public Radio. I was just very happy at the beginning, then very emotional, turning to totally decomposed, and finally feeling very good. Pffff, it is incredible what a single music can recall: the house where I lived, its odour, the music we listened, the relation I had with my father regarding classical music, my piano lessons, the record player, my sister and I dancing, the fire place…. all that at once!
Today passed very fast. Meetings, data analysis, emails…usually intense.
And tonight I got the magic of dancing under the stars. The magnificent sky sparkling and twinkling…. gorgous!
*Little nothings; **The little nothings, in french
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