I think I'm going to just pick a object out of the hat so to speak and write about it. See how it goes.
Sometimes I feel the need to sit at the piano and play something. Most usually something I have learned in the past. However, sometimes I like to just sit and play whatever comes to mind. Its normally something sweet and soft, that flows gently from one chord to the next.
I take for granted that the years I spent learning the art, has helped me with what I can do today. Playing two different things with either hand, I supposed is a learned skill that I often forget most cannot do.
I do enjoy playing the slower sonatas, anything that can allow me to, in so many words, make love to, I enjoy playing. I love to watch the look in someones eyes, how they feel to me while I am playing. I sense the goosebumps, and I relish it.
I use to enjoy some of the faster pieces, as they tend to require greater skill, though not as much anymore. Perhaps that will change, I do go through cycles, where one day I will like one type and another day I'll like another.
