Your dreams. They are real. They give your life a sense of purpose.
To play the largest pipe organ on earth, to learn all the works of Bach, to improvise an hour-long recital, to master the rules of harmony, to see a tear on someone's face after your performance.
Often life gets in the way and we forget our reason of why we are here.
That's when we start stomping roaches. That's when we start being grumpy.
When this happens, I want you to feel a thirst.
A thirst of expressing yourself.