today, the television broke down.

Her finger sank through the thin layer of dust before finally reaching the “on” button. She was afraid of what that’d do but when the music came on, that instant nostalgia, which both wrenched and warmed, made it impossible for her to press that button once more.

That was what accompanied her until 2 years ago. Those countless sad, happy, angry, touching songs took her through all those very same emotions. They were never all happy. If anything, most stung more than it eased. Her world was a mere black and white. But everything was...real.

Until the television came along. Everything became more happy than sad. Because she knew when to turn it on. When to change the channel. The television took her into a colorful world of fantasy. Where everything seemed, almost perfect. Where she thought, she was in control. It’s no surprise why the television soon took over.

Today, the television broke down. For good.