The large TV in my living room reminds me that it is a wormhole and I'd rather not look at it today.
I think TV's like this belong in low dark places. In cozy cave where you go to be comforted by repetition and the ability to stop and start things. Turn them on, turn them off, on, change channel, glow.
I didn't like it facing me while I read my book. It felt as if it were trying to suck on my eyeballs by licking them away from my studies.
A cold thing warm and asking.
Today I declined the offer by covering the screen.
Next time I will keep my reading in the studio.
p.s. there is new work coming that I will share soon, the process is simply slow