There’s something beautiful about ignoring one of your passions. It’s a relief, a release from having to think all the goddamn day and night about something you love that drives you crazy. Hockey, which can easily be ignored for a quarter of the year, has the space to perfectly accommodate my apathy.
My partner is someone who gets deep into whatever’s occupying her mind. She fixates, rewatches, rereads, picks through things with precision, which can drive me nuts. There’s so much out there to look at, I’d rather go on to the next diversion. My partner though, has watched The Get Down two, maybe three times through in the past few weeks since we watched it together.