Friday, 2 September 2011

No TV. Not missing it. Yet.

I sold my television on Monday. It sat there unused except occasionally being hooked up to a computer when I had guests, in order to brutally subject them to a excruciating, long session of the best of my travel photos, going way back to 2004. Digital cameras have bequeathed us new types of suffering.

It's now Friday. I don't miss the television at all. Which makes me wonder why I bothered having one for so long. A living room with a television does look somewhat empty, as if to inform visitors that I live a deprived half-life. I think I need to put a plant where the television was. My plants, however, are all unpleasant to look at, suffering from extended bouts of low-water life, in soil that probably lost all nutrients long ago.

 

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