A matter of space
There is something about having a TV now, and a piece of "TV Furniture" or a "TV Table" if you will or... whatever... that makes my (our) living room feel more complete. To the extent that I have wanted to spend time in it more in the past week and a half (and I've been gone for six of those days, mind you) than I have in a long, long time. And even while I am home alone spending time on the couch I am not necessarily drawn to watch something on the TV... yet I am drawn toward the couch in a way that I haven't been in the past couple of years. As if the addition of the TV & Table make the space psychologically more of an environment, more of a place I see myself existing. What is it? Is it a relationship to always having had televisions in my house growing up so now the presence of a TV makes me feel more at home and therefore more engaged with my surroundings? The space has been activated. It has been turned on, it has been affirmed, it has... been defined. Like a stage. There is gravity here, now.