Growing up we always had a piano in the house. While I took piano lessons, I never truly enjoyed being forced to sit down and struggle with a difficult piece of music. This may be because I was jealous that my father could sit down and play anything he heard without reading any notes or counting time. I still play a bit whenever I'm home and after seeing several well styled uprights recently I can't help but think it would be nice to have one in my apartment.
But let's be real. My neighbors would kill me. How would I get one up to the third floor without a crane and removing a window? And once it was in my apartment it would probably crash its way to the basement in an acme carton-like fashion. So for now, I'll keep this plan on the back-burner and just enjoy some inspiration in two dimensions.