7.151. Reflections on a Thursday Night

Started the Night Agent on Netflix. It feels like Speed with hotter people and less action. Still there is enough here to hold my interest. It has to, because I need something to hold my attention through these sleepless nights. So that’s the real theme here: Not sleeping. I struggle with being alone. It isn’t something I knew because I am rarely alone. I crave moments of me time, but left to my own devices I do need human contact. It gets worse in situations where I am alone with all these kids and feel like an intruder in my own home.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Feels like a lot of the situations in this show are forced and unbelievable. Twice now he’s had to get this lady clothing. Specifically odd for a show that pointedly has no nudity. This is, therefore, bad TV. This does show how bored I genuinely am.
  2. Are people raised to rage at TV and become so emotionally entangled in sports, or is it just reflective of who they are as individuals.

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