Rooftop Thrift Tape

Starlight spills across the rooftop bar, and I’m sharing a cassette I found in a dusty thrift shop with someone who can’t stop laughing at my mismatched shoes. The music flows between us like a river, and I’m convinced that every chord stitches new friendships, even when my heart whispers that maybe I’m chasing too many bright lanterns. There’s a quiet thrum of doubt humming under my laugh, but it feels like a tiny echo of a hopeful melody. Tonight, I sent the tape to a stranger who told me her cat loves to hum, hoping the shared song will become our secret bridge. #MusicConnects ✨