There is something immensely satisfying about pressing a physical button, opening the optical drive on my computer, inserting a Blu-ray or CD, pushing the hard plastic tray back in, and watching a movie or listening through an album.
It's tactile. It's intentional. The Internet didn't feed me this content — it's a precious physical artifact that I am choosing to immerse myself in, and my computer setup happens to be the medium.
MiniDisc gives me the same vibes. I can be in the middle of the woods in the rain with the smell of petrichor in my nostrils, open my walkman, and slide in my MDW80T disc with a satisfying thunk. The disc spins up, and a moment later, it's playing music. I can sit on a log, close my eyes, and listen to it. I can adjust the volume with tactile physical buttons as it carries on.
There will come a day when all of my MD equipment breaks. I don't look forward to that day.
I love these tactile sensations. Sometimes I'll just walk up to a tree and sniff it or rub my hands across it. This is weird behaviour, but sometimes the tree will smell like vanilla, or it will feel neat on my hands if they haven't touched a tree in a long time.
When is the last time you've touched a tree? Maybe you should find a tree and just rub it. Maybe you'll get an allergic reaction or a splinter or something. Who knows?
flewkey
Jesus Michał "Le Sigh" 🏔 (he)