This is my keyboard. I got it for my birthday when I was 17. That makes it 10 years old - ancient in electronics years. It has been all over the country with me in all the places I've lived: Holland, Lynchburg, Odessa, and of course where I am now. It has been the place of many songwriting sessions, many worship moments, and even some classical practicing here and there.
It doesn't have weighted keys and the speakers make funny static noises when my phone gets too close to them. The only dusting it gets is when I lay clothes on top of it and I would never take it to play a show. But it has a special place in my heart and it serves me very well sitting in the corner of my basement abode.
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