In my imagination, my fingers moved far more lightly.
Reality does not seem to agree.
My voice cannot reach the key.
Back then, I believed I was “not very good.”
It appears that was not true.
At least compared to who I am now, that version of me feels almost above the clouds.
How did I play that fast and that precisely?
How did I sing those high notes?
And somehow still perform live in front of people?
It feels unbelievable now.
A pleasant kind of revenge from my past self.
Strangely, I did not mind it at all.