Not this time again

The last time I traveled home, I decided to bring a big music box back to school. I was so excited because I love good sound and music, and this box delivered both perfectly. However, the problem with it was that it had only two options: either it played very loudly or it was too low. Once I increased the volume by even one inch, it became unbearable for my neighbors. As students living in a lodge, it’s important to be considerate, and I didn’t want to disturb anyone with loud music.

Often, my neighbors would knock on my door, politely asking me to turn the volume down. They never shouted or got angry, but I could tell they weren’t happy. I felt bad because I wasn’t even enjoying the music myself at such a low volume. It became clear that the music box wasn’t practical for my environment. Instead of creating good vibes, it was becoming a source of stress, both for me and my neighbors.

Eventually, I resorted to using a smaller music player. It wasn’t as powerful as the big box, but at least I could enjoy my music without worrying about disturbing anyone. Today, a friend of mine came over and noticed I wasn’t using the big music box anymore. He asked about it, and I explained the situation with the loud noise and how it wasn’t allowed in our lodge. Surprisingly, he asked if he could have it. I paused for a moment, wondering if his place allowed loud music, but I didn’t overthink it. I just gave it to him.

Later in the day, he sent me a text. He said the music box was amazing and that he was enjoying it. His excitement made me smile. I was happy it was finally being put to good use instead of sitting idle in my room. At least now, someone was benefiting from it, and I no longer had to feel bad about owning something I couldn’t fully enjoy.