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What conversation would you have with an inanimate object in your apartment, if it could talk?

If I could talk to an inanimate object in my apartment, it would probably be my TV. I would like to ask it if I watch it too much. Does it get enough rest? Does it like being used so often? I watch TV a fair bit or, at least, have it on as background a fair bit. I've even left a relaxing video on for Hoban when I go out for hours on end. If it was animated and had feelings, I would like to be sure I'm treating it well. But I don't know if it prefers to rest or if it prefers to be useful. I often wonder that same thing about myself to be honest, so why wouldn't my TV?

I'd also like to know if it like to watch somethings more than others? Does it find the relaxing videos I play for Hoban relaxing? They are often hours long so perhaps it's a zen meditation for my TV, but perhaps it's just a snooze fest. Or perhaps, being a piece of technology, it enjoys depicting the outdoors. Or maybe it thinks it's super ironic to mimic the outdoors on a TV. 

Does it like repeating shows? I often rewatch shows because I find it soothing. I don't have to pay a ton of attention, but I still get to enjoy the story and the familiar comedy beats or what have you. Now the TV may also find it soothing or it may find it boring.

Does it approve of the shows I watch? As you know from reading this blog, I do enjoy me some reality TV. Does my TV enjoy the same things I do? Does it too crave external drama? Does it get its mind off of things? Or does it think I'm trashy?

Now if it's animate, I assume it can also smell. I often light candles or burn incense in front of my TV. Does it enjoy that? Does it find it relaxing like I do? Or is it annoying or irritating to it? I find it relaxing and it helps fight the Hoban smell, but maybe my TV doesn't feel the same way (or maybe it does?). I don't want to be annoying another animate being in my apartment, but I also want to relax.

I also want to know if it has any insights into me. I use my TV more than a lot of other objects in my apartment. Does my watch history provide insights that I don't have? Do my use patterns tell it anything? Does my enjoyment of rewatching TV tell it more than I already know (I know it's often a sign of anxiety)? Do I watch too much TV (quite likely) or does it think everyone should watch more TV?

What does my TV think of my dog? He guards the house so maybe the TV feels protected by him. But he also watches him so much of the time (including times I'm not watching him) so maybe it knows him even better than me. When I leave Hoban alone, I isolate him in the living room, so maybe he acts differently while I'm there. Maybe Hoban gets into all sorts of shenanigans while I'm gone and just cleans up afterwards. But how would I know unless I talk to my TV?

What does my TV think of the apartment as a whole? Does it like its position? Does it get enough sunlight? Does it like the photos it looks at? I like how my apartment is set up, but I often wonder if others like it (it's often called "cute" by others which I think is good?). I'd like to be sure the TV doesn't feel like it's neglected where it is and that it likes its view.

Ultimately, I guess I'd like to talk to my TV because of how much I use it. I'd like to know if I'm treating it well and if it has any insights into me or Hoban.

(Prompt by Kimisha Cassidy)

"TV 2" by The IET 

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