Another night of several awakenings, culminating in a bizarre dream in which the Danbury Symphony was holding a special event for pianists. The fifty or so pianos were set up, and everyone at all levels who wanted to come and sightread and play along in the Tchaikovsky concerto was welcome. At one moment I was half tempted, and since the event wasn’t to start until noon, I had plenty of time to get there. In the next moment I knew I couldn’t get through one page of that, not even faking it. Another good one to just wake the HELL up from and try to shake it off.