I can't imagine a world before instant transfer, where hearing the sound would mean a trip outside, a purchase and a gamble wrought in anticipation, in hopes that a kindred vibration would be found. I would not say I would avoid such a transaction, it is all worth is when the vibration first plays, the swell that surges along the edge of my diaphragm, the wonder that sends unadulterated chemicals in my brain. And yet, the limitations before the communication of digits, would have kept me from experiencing a day like yesterday, where a wealth of kindred vibrations were given me; I sat in a desk and vicariously felt the thrill of success.