I turned the frequency on an old radio and listened to unfamiliar music.

Instead of the news channel I usually listen to, I strained my ears to the exotic melody flowing through the crackling static.

I didn't know what it meant, but the pitch of the sounded just like warm comfort someone was offering me, so I stared blankly out the window for a long time.

This small unfamiliarity encountered amidst the familiar was a truly precious time that quietly awakened my dulled senses.