almost every day with t.v. is a day half wasted. half and almost (such as the oxymoron of 2% milk with less fat, but still some fat) because entertainment with others feels meaningful, but that's where the watery tastes comes in: how meaningful is it really?

we laugh, relate, maybe even tell an anecdote we forgot about that the show brought to the forefront of our brain. but… how deep can we go? can we when the volume disrupts with a pow and a boom? or that joke we missed? you must rewind that, because we can't get this moment back, but the t.v., that we can control.

it's so easy to get suck into the reflection granting almost every possibility, but no more, please, i beg. let's grant our own possibilities.

want to go to a park?