My Love Affair With Television
The first time I strayed in my relationship was with Breaking Bad. My wife wanted nothing to do with the drugs and violence. When she voted for Downton Abbey and it wasn’t for me, I often found myself curdled up late at night, headphones on, eyes-wide and fixated on the life of Walter White. It was an easy choice. The screen of my iPad would project off the walls of the bedroom angled just right, enough not to wake her up. At times, I would hear her grumble, “You’re watching

