You'll Rise Up Free and Easy on That Day

Writing a fic set in the 80s–90s and remembering the comfort of turning the tv on in the middle of the night when you were too depressed to sleep or think and just watching whatever was on. Streaming sucks at replicating the noise of a box tv at low volume playing mind numbing content the moment you turn it on. Channel surfing was easy when you felt nothing inside and your head was groggy. You didn't have to choose from 1000 options with 1mil micro options, or answer surveys, or sign in, or hit "skip" when an algorithm chose another thing exactly like what you just barely watched. all the annoying little popups modern services harrass us with weren't there bc at 4am on a summer night you couldn't be bothered to click all that crap. You just turned on the noise box, laid on the couch, and fell back asleep.

i think those people would have an aneurysm and die if they saw how actresses were styled in the 70s/80s/90s……

Pros of rereading your own fics: Holy shit this is amazing