Modulating temptations of the tube and making time for the screen

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Two truths and a lie.

I declined joining the National Honor Society in high school. I sold my flat-screen TV to pay for college. I parachuted with the Flying Elvis troupe.

The lie? I never sold a television because I’ve never owned one. Ever.

Why? Television addiction, or something like it. Youthful FOMO, boredom, plus the proliferation of programming resulted in hard-to-break habits that haven’t gotten easier since television turned into “screen time.”

To clarify, I’ve watched plenty of television, but I’ve avoided owning a TV because steps one and two in recovery-speak mean recognizing

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