I played classical piano from when I was five for a little over six years. Ever since I stopped performing at recitals, I found myself dabbling on some set of keys every other month or so. But music-related goals are taking a forefront this summer and I need to get my chops back soon. So last night I started working on sight-reading and relearning old sonatas and such. Apparently I lost those particular brain wrinkles b/c it was a bitch. I still had the finger dexterity to play intermediate pieces but there was simply no connection between the score and my hands.