As he sat sipping his irish coffee and eyeing the keyboard the music from the streets took his mind to another day a day just like this one dreamy, thoughtful STOP GET UP don't you realize it's the chair with it's winding tentacles fastening you to itself as it had so many times before. You let it happen even as the keyboard cried longingly for you as your eyelids fell and the chair laughed hissing at the keyboard satisfied with itself.
Just playing around