I'm reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower and I'm nostalgic for the days of the mix tape.
I found this post about the comeback of handwritten notes from verysincerely and it so happens I received two hand-written notes today and, along with one, a photo of how it used to be.
Even though that used-to-be is somewhat later than the used-to-be of the mix tape, I smiled. I closed my eyes. It became easier to imagine lying on the rug, listening to the radio, waiting for the song, that song, the only song. I'd hit the tape deck, slap record and it would be mine.
From then on, I'd know all the chords, all the words except for those first few notes I couldn't capture in time.