Night reached all living beings, the temperature cold. I lit a fire in the fireplace and set the dusty boxes on the floor. I had bought them back with me from another who thought that they were trash.

I wiped the dust away and sat next to the fireplace. As my glasses drooped down my nose, I unbox it, and took a peek inside. Those black things that shone when the light hit them, my treasure.

Cassette tapes, they aren't just for music.

This is a different collection.

An unlikely conversation, an interview, a lecture maybe. I never know what I might find.

Inserting a cassette tape into the player, its magnetic tape started rolling. It's so soothing to look at as the tape rolls from left to right and vice versa. Beginning and ending.

And ending becomes a new beginning.

Mysterious contraption spinning a new tale as it plays.

Will you listen?