The first time I shared a box set with you

The first time I shared a box set with you, it was play play play all the way. No hold, no pause, from disk to disk and day to day, episodes one through six without eating or drinking or sleeping. No thought. Why should we rewind when we’re forwarding so fast? What’s next? What’s next in our cliffhanger story? Next disk.

Then one day I watched a show without you and our stories parted. I was sorry, we paused and thought, then one of us rewound, rewound so far I could never catch up. I found myself spun off then deleted, episodes nine to twelve still in their shrink wrap, tidied away in the cupboard of unfinished dreams.

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