I found this CD exactly where I left it the day I unwrapped it: still sealed, still pristine, still waiting. I had asked for Circles as a gift, wanting to keep building my small physical collection of Mac Miller albums. When I first held it, I remember appreciating the cover, the weight of it, and the meaning behind the album itself. Something about this one made me hesitate before opening it, maybe procrastination, or maybe the simple comfort of having it untouched.

Over time, the CD became less of a listening object and more of a keepsake. Part of me hopes to open it when the moment feels right, and another part of me likes it just just the way it is. Even unopened, it represents gratitude and the emotional closeness I feel to Mac Miller’s work.