...dreaming in polish/my shoulder hurts...

Is there anything as lovely as Chopin's "Lento in C-Sharp Minor"?

Maybe a Friday night with a pseudo-relationship.

Maybe... playing Chopin to distract from a Friday night with a pseudo-relationship.

Maybe... playing to forget about the ex-lover who was at my bar, that same Friday night, at the table next to ours. Me and my past relationship/me and my not-quite-yet.