I made the big call today. Cancelled cablevision. Does anyone call it cablevision anymore?
TV has been swallowing too much of my life for too long, but I’ve been letting it because I was consciously avoiding having a life.
Now, however, I’d prefer to have one.
There’s living life and there’s avoiding death. I know what I’ve been doing. No illusions, baby.
I don’t fuckin’ apologize for it, either. I’m not ashamed that I’ve been hiding. It is what it is. I did what I had to. I’d do it again. And, poof. Like that, I’m done.
So, TV has been in the way. By choice, yes, but I suddenly no longer feel I need to be distracted. My to-do list grows by the day. Time evaporates by the second. Something has had to give.
And I’ve made the right choice.
Without TV, I plan to:
- Read novels again
- Work out to music at home, not in front of the TV
- Dance around
- Visit the gym regularly
- Explore music again
- See people often… in the world, not at home
- Play outside
- Keep the home clean
- Listen to the radio
- Try to write daily
- Stay in touch with more people
- Make healthy eats daily
- Enjoy the silence
- Read in parks
- Wander to cafes
- Wander for the hell of it
- Do photography
- Pause more
And I’m looking forward to it.
I’m a little nervous. It’s been a long time since I’ve been that alone with my thoughts that often, and, boy, it wasn’t that fun last time. I have a feeling this time’s gonna be a big difference, though.
One more week and the distraction ends. Get busy livin’ or get busy dyin’. Indeed.