I finally stopped by my post office box yesterday to pick up the mail that has accumulated over several days. Normally, I cruise by on my way to or from the day job and things don’t pile up. Life, however, has been a bit abnormal lately, so I haven’t been able to get in there, and it just hasn’t seemed that pressing. After all, in the era of online socializing, I rarely get any personal mail, so that’s not a motivator. Most of my bills come to me via email, so I don’t need to worry about those. I occasionally get a new movie from Netflix or a check from a freelance client, but those aren’t enough to excite me. Tonight, however, when I opened up my post office box, I saw the things that energize and enliven me: CDs.