I am leaving. Please don’t try to stop me. It has been a nice run. We have seen each other through the good times (good show by the way) and the bad. And here we are. Two strangers. It’s not so much that I have fallen in love with something else. It’s more that I have fallen out of love with you.
Gone are the days when we spend all of Saturday together. You, bright and shiny with endless law & order re-runs, tales of people eating exotic foods in faraway countries, and 80′s Arnold movies that make me want to become a tougher chic. And me, cuddled up on the couch right in front of you, with remote in one hand, and my phone in the other (just in case I see something really cool and I need to call a friend to tell them to turn to channel xyz….immediately). I just don’t do that anymore. I think we’ve grown apart.
You see, now I don’t just have to watch someone travel to Asia and think “wow that’s cool”. I can actually tell them. There are
hundreds thousands of travel blogs where I can watch and read and interact with the travelers. They are regular people. Not untouchable, unreachable TV stars. Well some of them are. But anyway, I can write a comment or two, lurk, stalk, and dream away for hours. Plus there are so many to choose from. I can stumble upon a travel blog, start reading, decide I don’t like this guy/gal, and within seconds, stumble to another one who makes me laugh, cry, or just stare at pretty pictures and add more places to my interminable bucket list.
Okay, okay so I have fallen for something else. I confess. Not travel blogs necessarily. They are entertaining for short bouts, but also writing blogs, marketing blogs, reading blogs, fitness blogs….internet on a whole actually.
Please don’t feel bad. It’s not you, It’s me.
It’s my total selfishness. Just because the internet is sexier, faster, gives me more options, I should think of your feelings. But I can’t right now. I…just…can’t. I am hooked.
How about this? Can we be friends? I will still watch some of your shows and catch brief snippets of the news. It’s just that I will watch them online and read the news reports that I choose to read. It’s more convenient and commercials make my eyes bleed.
Let’s end it here. Make a clean break.
I am so not good at goodbyes. If it makes you feel any better, I won’t throw you away. There’s a nice old lady down the street who watches American Idol faithfully and her TV is on the way out. You will be in good hands with her.
I promise to visit. Well….maybe not physically. I will call and check on you from time to time. Maybe you should get a Facebook account so we can stay updated. Or maybe it’s better if we just end it completely. Yes, let’s be mature about this and move on.
I have closure now.