Listening to the new audiobook from Tanya Tagaq- Inuit throat singer. Buzzer. Press pause. I know it's the mailman. Grab my hoodie to put over my house dress. "Yes?" I press 'listen', but I only hear his keys jiggling, trying to come in from the snow. I run downstairs to meet him still somehow aloof of why I stayed home today. I race upstairs and tear into the box. I see a festive bow and I'm reminded. Grab the bow and let it go. Take a picture! Took a picture. Read the note first. "I hope you like these. I do a lot of coding myself, and I think they're pretty solid. There's a gift receipt so you can return if it's not your thing. Happy holidays, Some redditor". I have never returned a gift. Too sacred. Undo the bow and open the bag. A gleeful seriousness commands the room. This is NOT fucking happening. Message a friend to ask if this is happening. Connect to Bluetooth and immediately the sound of Tanya's whimsical voice anoints my ears with a new invigoration. This is happening. This happened.

Thank you, "Some redditor". Thank you very much. Thank you for your thoughtfulness. Thank you for your generosity. I have not had a gift this amazing since Dreamcast. Thank you.

https://youtu.be/Nh1l08J9M90

Update: In registering my gift for warranty, I've realized that included is a 3- month subscription to B&W's Society of Sound- a music subscription of sounds from all around the world in lossless formats (the closest you'll ever get to live music, 1 album is about 900 MB)!!