Imagine feeling nostalgic for a sitcom you used to watch when you were younger, so you decide to binge watch them on some shady site.
The first season is just as you remember it, a couple dozen episodes of the same characters, the same humor, the same everything.
The second season… you don't remember watching, the set is slightly tweaked, and the characters sound and look a bit off, but you can just chalk that to different studio shenanigans, or that it was made a long time after the first. Your favorite side character has been replaced, they have the same name as you, but given how common it is, it's just fun little coincidence.
The third season, is more different, it's got half the episode count, and more characters appear that you can't remember their names. The characters that were there before have gotten Flanderized both visually and personally, the main girl`s blonde hair is blonder, her accent sharper. The set has added a room really similar to your own, and the plots have gotten nonsensical too, but still, it's enjoyable, perhaps more than the first ones. You don't know how long you've been watching it now, you haven't looked around your room, nor checked the computer`s clock.
The fourth, the fifth, the episodes don't even have titles related to what's happening in them, they're just a bunch of loosely connected scenes with characters you don't know, your eyes stay fixated at them as your brain still tries to make sense of it, completely on the screen, away from the outside world. You love it, how much stuff is happening. The main character`s hair has gotten as blonde as gold.
You barely recognize that you're at the thirtieth season, you can only see the screen, not even the keyboard, nor your room in the peripheral. The episodes blend together, they don't tell a story, yet you can still understand everything. You're forgetting everything else in your life, your brain replacing it with all the information dense scenes in it, the main character`s blonde hair is yellower than anything you've seen before.
As the seasons and episodes blend together more and more until you don't know what season number you're on, or even what numbers are, it'll still keep going, your mind will continue to merge with the show, your comfort as the outside world dissolves around you, and you'll always be here, have always been here, and never been anywhere else, always and always and always forevermore.
