I dug my old Sansa e280 out of an unmarked cardboard box under the steps in my basement ready to laugh at my 2006/2007 music preferences. I plugged it in, hoping for five minutes of battery life, and scrolled past the albums—Taking Back Sunday, Rise Against, Ke$ha. It was a perfect mid-00s fossil.
Then I found a folder labeled RECORDINGS.
Inside weren’t songs. They were “Audio Blogs” I recorded many years ago with travel writers I used to work with. And underneath those was a file simply dated from a Tuesday in 2010. I hit play.
It was my old Shiba Inu. Barking, crying, being a puppy. Kenji passed away early this year, yet there he was again, transmitted through a scratchy internal microphone on a $200 MP3 player. I sat there with wired headphones, listening to my “good boy.” I’m not sure a cloud backup from the 00s would have survived this long. But the Sansa did.
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