Peaceful. Listening to Moonlight Sonata on my sound system on YOUTUBE. I cannot believe I used to play this on my parents piano some 40 years ago! I could not play it now if my life depended upon it. I took 12 years of piano lessons because I was forced to do so. I had no choice in the matter. The day I left my parents' house was probably the last day I ever played a piano. No, actually, I had composed a few pieces that were jazzy and I had played them on a piano that was at college, just for the fun of it, but I never read music and played it again after I was 19 years old. I hated it, in a way.
Later, just a year ago, I tried to join our church's choir, but was unable to read the music well enough to sing as I should, being an alto. I memorized the tunes the first time I heard them and sang the sopranos' version in the alto range. Our choir director was so desperate for members that she allowed this. Then I got pleurisy last winter and have not been up to singing since. Such is life. I don't miss it. I am kind of relieved actually, but I miss socializing with the choir members, who I had grown to love. Oh well, you win some and you lose some.... (sorry for my rant).