Compulsive escapism
Ending the fantasies about lives that will never be mine
Binge watching TV comes so naturally to me, I can’t not do it. And my husband and I spend countless hours gorging on nachos and the thrill of other people’s lives. Sometimes, it worries me though. The question nags at my brain: “Do you and I actually spend time together or do we just park our bodies on a couch and glaze our brains like donuts?”
The desi…
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