Last week I randomly started watching a show that turned out to be perfect for me. It is entertaining enough to keep me interested but not so intense that I cannot look away for five seconds.
The problem is that I watched the first episode while eating dinner, and now my brain has decided that this is officially my dinner show.
I cannot watch it during the afternoon because it feels wrong. I also cannot watch it without food because apparently I have created a completely unnecessary rule for myself.
Now I spend the whole day thinking about watching the next episode, but I have to wait until dinner like it is some kind of reward system I accidentally invented.
I miss the days when I could watch a show whenever I wanted.