Lost in Time

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I am lost,

In a sea of tribulation,

The walls closing in on me,

The hands of the clock ticking on,

Promises broken, unfufilled

Promises

My Netflix Addiction

Never has one online site given me more satisfaction and hours of endless entertainment than the addicting nature of Netflix. As soon as I start watching one TV series, I usually chow through the first season in about two to five days depending on the length of season. I watched the entire six seasons of Lost in about two weeks (enjoying and understanding it better – so that’s why there was a smoke monster), the entire nine seasons of How I Met Your Mother (what happened to this show in syndication?) in about six months, since I had to wait for the ninth and final season to appear on Netflix, all five seasons of Breaking Bad in about a month (inspiring me to search for all of the songs used in every season – it was quite a diverse and unique soundtrack…bitch!), and all eight seasons of Dexter (spoiler alert – the last three seasons totally jumped the shark – seriously, a lumberjack?)

When has not having cable or satellite ever made more sense?

As the name of the prompt today is sanctuary, I would call Netflix my place to get away, especially on my personal laptop where I can watch content at my own pace and privacy with high quality sound being pumped from my headphones into my ears. Whenever I am feeling so amped up and disconnected from myself, I prefer to hit up the streamies and watch the next episode in that great series I am currently involved with, which is sort of like dating someone for a long while before the money and other interests run out and you move on to the next candidate (can i date?) – bad analogy? Perhaps.

Netflix is a comforting thing, a truly enjoyable experience. It is a place I go to whenever I am feeling stressed, need to recollect my thoughts, find my happy place, or just figure out when I am finally going to start watching House of Cards. I see it as a great way to replace the boring parts of my life with the exciting, interesting lives of the actors and actresses decking it out in some of my favorite series and movies.

It is quite hard to leave a viewing session once I get my teeth sunk into an intriguing series, because for one thing, Netflix automatically starts a ten second countdown to the next episode, along with a juicy description of the next episode that makes me say, after already watching seven episodes in a row, “Just one more and I’ll go to bed.” But, of course, that rarely, if ever, happens. Thanks, Netflix, for turning me into an internet zombie by night (though this is nothing new).

I have to admit I’m a Netflix addict, judging by my constant urge to continue that TV series I had started the day before, or scroll endlessly for a decent movie to watch (any misleading images for action thrillers?) As I already mentioned, it involves me packing it all in for an extra stimulating all-night viewing experience that has a rollercoaster of scenes and audio bits from episodes or movies replaying in my head throughout the next day that I had already spent the wee hours of playing and rewinding to parts of episodes or movies I simply missed or didn’t catch the dialogue clearly from. Do I need a life? I think so, but it’s time to catch the next episode of the quite forgotten sci-fi series The 4400, which I believe is already set to jump the shark by the end of the second season.


 In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Oasis.”

A Lost Poem

Fair phantom, come I/ The moon’s awake,
The owl hoots gaily from its break,
Come, soar to yonder silent clouds,
The other teems with peopled shrouds –
The cadaverous bat’s a-wing,
We’ll fly the lightsome spectre crowds,
Until the morning dove awakes,
Thou cloudy, clammy thing!

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As I was sifting through my files on my computer I came across this poem that I had written back in May and thought it would be a great idea to share it. It was the result of some experimenting and using descriptive words that were new and interesting to me in place of ordinary words.