30 Days of Happy, or Grateful, or Whatever, Day 9

I talk a lot about vinyl in my blog. Whenever I add new records to my collection I feel empowered; a record is more than an object. Its contents ages well and becomes more valuable and provides opportunity for reflection and memory over time. In this regard, vinyls are like journals that are at first written by and for someone else, that are later transposed onto your own self, your own awareness, your own experiences. Very few other objects can do that, and this is a key reason why I love records so much. You can listen to a song anywhere but to listen to someone’s old record with its scratches, pops, its cover with someone’s name written on it, is like reading a biography and gleaning your own life from the life of someone else. I’m happy that these experiences are a part of who I am as well.


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