Most people come home from their 9-5 job, throw on some comfy pants, and turn on the TV. Americans have been obsessed with TV since it was invented. We love it because it’s an escape from the day-to-day monotony. Through this megapixel experience, we are able to become passive participants in intricate storylines, passionate dramas, and suspenseful investigations. TV is a wonderfully magical pastime that I’ve indulged in my entire life; from my childhood days of watching The Busy World of Richard Scary and Little Bear, while eating lunch on my ABC place mat alongside my brother.
But what happens when TV becomes your only escape from reality? When did sitting around the dinner table with loved ones become as outdated as the VCR? I used to have a strict TV-watching schedule. Then I moved into this intentional community known as the Sycamore House. With six of us living in fellowship with one another, I soon discovered that I didn’t have time to watch my shows. What was happening? Vampire Diaries was being replaced by couch-side conversations. How I Met Your Mother was pushed aside for card games. Bible Study took the place of Glee. I was missing out on all the action.
But wait. What was I gaining in exchange? Intimate knowledge of the people around me. Social engagement when winding down from a long day at work. Getting caught up in conversation about pop culture and values. Interacting in the real world has decreased my hunger for the fantasy realm of TV. By investing time with my fellow housemates, I open myself up to a world of intricate storylines, passionate dramas, and suspenseful investigations. But I don’t need a cable package to experience this world. This is reality, and I’m thankful to be an active participant in it.