This evening my roommate and I realized the extent to which we really do turn to the television for our continual entertainment in the evenings. Now that we are without one, and will be for a couple of weeks, we don't quite know what to do with ourselves. Talk to each other?!? Go outside and take a walk?!? Read a BOOK?? All of these shocking, new-fangled past-times.
I joke, of course. But now that we have rearranged not only our apartment and roommate situation, but our methods of entertainment (even if only for a brief couple of weeks), the question really does become: what is it that we have been doing with ourselves? How much have we come to rely on the television to fill the space and silence of our apartment? And how much can we change that pattern in the next couple of weeks so that when one of those big black boxes comes back into our home, it does not take over our lives?
I hope the answer to that, at least for myself, is very much.
(We can't be too proud of ourselves, I must admit. We do each have a laptop, a wireless internet connection, and little shame in keeping up with our favorite television programs online.)
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