Late. Big practise mute in place, I didn't want to be serenading my new neighbours. These were pieces for my ears only.
Dancing through the familiar phrases, I found new ways to swoop through the lines, another stream to follow that tumbled underground and rose up bubbling, more spacious, more playful, more alive than I ever remember it.
Somewhere in the depths of me, I've kept those notes safe and secret, music learnt too many years ago to confess to you here.