Couch Potato

I saw you on TV last night. Again. But you were lost once I switched to another channel...a faint memory by the time I had turned it off.

I saw me too...and the future. A well scripted one at that.
It was witty, there was beautiful music playing at the back, and it got a little sad towards the end. Well...sad is not the right word. I'd go for "heart-wrenching".

I was blond. You wore a green jacket. And you were funny but curt. You, on the other hand, seemed to suppress me. I loved you, and you and you...all of you...just like in real life.

It was a hospital..no wait...it was a small town or well...just forget it-it was nothing.