Sitting at my desk around 4:20, I heard “Save Your Tears” by The Weeknd being belted out. I loved “Blinding Lights” the first time I heard it. It didn’t take long for “Save Your Tears” to become my favorite. It was the last song I listened to as I fell asleep last night.

I looked at my devices to see if one of them was on. 1 of my 2 giant TVs displayed the Blink camera view. But the sound is down on that. Or so I thought. It dawned on me that I was hearing it twice: both through the window and through the Blink camera streaming to my tv. I stepped out on the deck to watch the brother and sister from downstairs walking across the parking lot, heading home after school, both of them belting out the song with enthusiasm. They were pretty good, even though they were clowning around.

“That’s one of my favorite songs. I love it and listen to it on repeat sometimes. Y’all are pretty good.”

We got a good laugh out of it.

The sister said, “Nah, my voice is cracking.”

“You never know,” I said. “You could be a singer. It just takes practice and a willingness to belt it out just like that.”

Earlier, I met my neighbor, Noah, while I finished laundry. He told me about himself. We share something in common, too: he’s not a fan of Johnson and for many of the same reasons.

I don’t use the camera as a security device. I use it as a window, staring out into the open world. Game weeks bring a lot of traffic. I’ll try to remember that each vehicle is occupied by someone living a life of melody, even if we don’t hear it.

Sometimes, it treats me to a melody.