I don’t get people that don’t watch TV. Puh-lease. There is ALWAYS something to watch on TV.
I go through periods when I think that there is nothing to watch, so I focus on HGTV or The Food Network – who doesn’t love getting new recipe ideas or dreaming about all their house could be? I find myself watching reruns of a show I’ve seen a million times, or else re-watching some random movie over and over. The implementation of the DVR has helped that a bit. And now I’ve started relying rather heavily on Netflix.
I just binge-watched 5 seasons of Scandal. I am in deep. Does someone like Olivia Pope really exist in the real world? On the list next is How To Get Away With Murder and maybe Once Upon A Time. In between, I watch Survivor and Big Bang Theory and The Americans is about to start back up. And I, an almost 40-year-old woman, indulge on Teen Mom OG and Teen Mom 2.
And when I’m working on something, I binge-watch (binge-listen?) to Carpool Karaoke with James Corden. Or, when I have the time to do so for fun, I read a book series as quickly as I possibly can. I did it with the Twilight series, with the Black-Dagger Brotherhood (read it – it’s AH-mazing!!), with Harlan Coben, and with the Hunger Games series as well. And, most often, I listen to songs on repeat, albums over and over.
Media, all outlets of media, are spectacular. They create memories. Relate to moments. Let us get away, be ourselves, become someone else. There is always that notion out there of “finding out who you are” or “being the best you that you can be” but I’m starting to believe that phrases like that are limiting.
I thought that my 150 day journey to 40 was about focusing on who I wanted to be, where I wanted to take my life, and how I wanted to lead it for the rest of my days. But thanks to the media, I realized something greater. I am always growing. I am always changing. I can have expectations and desires but those, too, can change on a dime.
I’m not all of a sudden aspiring to be Olivia Pope, or hoping beyond hope that Adele will show up and we’ll be bffs (although that would be awesome!!) but every new outlet that I open myself up to allows me to see that I can always want more and ALWAYS BE BETTER. I hope I don’t ever have to say that I’ve become the best me I can be – I want to be that best person in this moment in time, and then be exceed that person the next.
I watch these imaginary people and ideas and scenarios and I want to work out harder and read more and learn more and get more licenses and redecorate my house. I love it. Media is inspiration. Lloyd Dobler standing outside Diane Court’s window with that boombox reminds me that true love is real. M’Lynn’s hysterics at Shelby’s funeral reminds me that your true friends don’t even have to talk, but just listen to help. Erin Brockovich reminds me that you don’t ever have to bow to labels. And hearing Steve Carell shout “loud noises” from Anchorman every time I get a text message reminds me that laughter is my favorite pastime, and that I should laugh as much as possible.
This is just a sampling. Because I love getting lost in a book…loving it so much that I need to read another chapter instead of going to sleep. And I adore a day so nice that I can’t wait to get in the car and open the windows and blast some music. So much of my life is enhanced by experiences that aren’t my own. And that is just fine in the book that is my life.