The music flowed through me as I struck each key. My body danced along with the tune, as if my piano itself was an escalator towards my own heaven.

Angels danced, their pristine wings flapping in the windless air. My eyelids fell shut, my fingers feeling for the familiar path. I was sitting on a cloud, the baby grand floating in mid air.

The light of the Gods and Goddesses shone, reflecting off of my instrument, my baby. My baby had been blessed by the entities of the after life, and I carried it before these perfect creatures. They were impressed.

My eyes slid open. It was dark, nighttime had fallen quite some time ago.

“Play again? Why, of course.”

And so I did.