Moving The TV Behind Me
With my mother's gift, I can move the big TV behind me.
"It's a Fire Stick from Amazon", she said.
So, taking the once believed worthless 40" monitor, I set myself in the study to work on bills.
Next, I lean the screen against the kitchen radiator to watch Netflix as I cook dinner.
Yesterday, "Little House On The Prairie Christmas" keep me company as I mixed flesh tones in the Art studio.
Nate asked if the TV will follow me all winter.
"Yes," I respond solemnly.
I'm not sure why I love this travelling screen of stories, but in cold MAINE, it brings me sanity.
