Four years. How much can change in such a time. It's hard to imagine where we'll be that far into the future, and it's strange to look back on where we were that far in the past. Four years ago (well, almost), a show called The Bedford Diaries came on for the first time on channel 9. I saw the first episode then. At that point, I had found it interesting, but from a peripheral, inexperienced sense.
Today, almost four years later, some thought or other brought me back to it. And now, as I sit here watching episode after episode, I am more than merely interested...I am intrigued. Because now, I have had four years more of experience. At the time I saw it, I had been completely and blissfully ignorant of the sex and stigma surrounding our everyday lives. And now, now I understand it so much better, I see it so much more clearly, and that completely changes how I view the show.
It has become more than merely interesting individuals. It has become a reflection of me and those around me. Now, it is as though it has deigned to show the corners of our lives and cast light into the crevices that society seemed to blissfully brush over in a more inexperienced state. Never before have I had just such a dramatic change in perspective and been able to really observe it as much as I have now. With that in mind, I will resume watching and pondering the shadowed line of my life that leads to the present from the past.
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