On Being A Couch Potato
For many years, I thought being a couch potato was a function of personality — some people are couch potatoes, some aren’t. I even felt virtuous about how much more productive I was not spending hours laying around watching tv. It never occurred to me to ask why I was so virtuous until I got a sofa myself, one positioned in a living room with a screen in front of it. Then I knew — my previous self hadn’t been a couch potato because she hadn’t had a couch.











