I pretty much spent 6 hours in total today just watching A Series of Unfortunate Events, and I don't feel good about it. Now, don't get me wrong, the show is freaking fantastic, but I should've taken my time with it—just as I had done with the books.
I watched 8 episodes today when I shouldn't have even started watching until Ate Camille came home. Ate wanted to watch 'cause she had only watched until The Ersatz Elevator, and so she wanted to resume watching with me when I got to the second season. I even tried to tell myself to stop watching and to wait until either later tonight or tomorrow, but I guess I was just too engrossed because I just dissuaded that thought. I could re-watch those episodes again, but I'm already at The Carnivorous Carnival, :P.
I'm disappointed I fed into that short-term dopamine hit. I wanted to be slow with it and fully appreciate all it had to offer, but I didn't allow myself to do that. I'll try not to make that mistake with the remaining episodes.
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