I’m at my desk doing a little easy work, listening to Eric Clapton play guitar and marveling quietly to myself about how much we’ve gotten done around here, and even how much I was able to do over my holiday, and then suddenly I distinctly heard the words “Since I turned off the television”. Plain and simple, life is way more interesting without it.
That said, I’m still a TV junkie at heart, for a few shows in particular, anyway.
Now that I’m thinking about it though, I’m not so sure whether TV sucked the life out of me, or whether I was already lifeless lying there so I just turned on the TV to while the time… seems like a different person when I remember back now and I can’t remember much of where my head was at. I seemed to just be on auto-pilot.
The lesson? TV: mostly bad. Most other stuff: good

