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My TV is on 24 hours a day. I may or may not be watching it, and when I do watch it, it is mostly in snatches, Very few programs do I sit down and view in their entirety. A good part of the time, my TV is turned to the Music Choice channel where l listen to 1950 ballads or jazz standards. Television is such a constant in my life that is like a background to it, and sometimes I don't even know it's on because its volume is usually low. I can tune it out and have no problem reading or contemplating and meditating when it's on. I also go to sleep with it going and very often what is on influences what I dream about. Needless to say it is my companion. i dont know why television has become an integral part of my life. Whenever power outages occur I retreat into dark silence and listen to what's going on in my head and visualize whatever images I choose to conjure up. I still enjoy this in spite of being brainwashed by TV. I was about 18 years old when my family got their first TV. Up until that time we listened to the radio and went to the movies for entertainment. Me and my friends also read a lot of books. When one of us came across as good one, we'd pass it around among ourselves. A bygone time. The longer I live, the more odd my life gets. A blank computer screen and a keyboard stimulate my creativity which seems to feed on itself. Like now. Also, another strange phenomenon is occurring in my life. I could always draw a little, now suddenly I have taken to sketching the human body and have become quite adept at this. I do remember one of my college roommates was an art major who actually had the medical volume, Gray's Anatomy, as a textbook and I would watch her practice drawing parts of the human anatomy that were illustrated in this book. What's really strange is that I have advanced to the point of drawing bodies in what are probably Kama Sutra positions. How I know how to do this I have no idea. I didn't go see "50 Shades of Grey", have always been a missionary position prude, and suspect that I still am. What do you make of this, Delano??? Sorry. folks. Slow day.