I have no idea how people are able to watch hour after hour of television for day after day. I appreciate that there are a lot of “amazing” shows, but it makes me twitch to see how long humans can go without making a single movement. Even if I’m snuggling with someone delicious, there is a limit to how long I can remain on the couch. I get so hyper, it’s like pulling a rubberband tight. I get an urgent need for exercise and art. Even when I’m bottomed out with depression, I can only watch it for a few hours. I have a long ways to go and sitting on the couch will never help.
Television to me is the same sort of sensory overload that makes grocery stores a battle. The onslaught of colors, images, potential dangers, social interactions, it’s always been some level of scary to go shopping. It’s funny that now that there are tv screens in grocery stores- my brain finally clicked into a mode that appreciates the constant flood of information. Yay, I think that’s a good sign. If nothing else, it’s a sign of the summer hyper. It’s like when the clutch releases and the car lurches forward in a roar of smoke and power. Yeehaw. Even if I were inclined to watch tv now, I’m soooo not inclined to watch tv now.
Rubberband Girl- Kate Bush
Turn Me On- Norah Jones
The Sun Always Shines On TV- A-Ha