I’ve been enjoying a rather odd stomach bug, which has kept me flat on my back for the last four days. Getting a little tired of reading, I started searching on iTunes in their TV Show section. Up until now, I haven’t really missed American programming. I thought I was way beyond getting addicted to shows. But I was wrong.

The wary faces of several survivors on a deserted island greet me. Their faces caught in a moment of anticipation look expectantly to something out of the shot. What could it be?  And more importantly, why can’t I see?

All of a sudden I can feel my addiction rushing back into my veins. My pulse accelerates, my pupils dilate, and my fingers twitch. I need a fix – maybe just one show will tide me over. I add an episode of Lost to my shopping cart. But I know I won’t be satisfied with just one, so I download all the shows in season two that I missed. It takes forever to download each show – maybe this is tantric TV.

My fingers greedily press play once the first show appears on the desktop. I enjoy all 42 minutes and 36 seconds of it. I haven’t forgotten anything in the seven months I’ve been gone, and just like that, I’m caught up in the character’s world again.

I naively think to myself that I’ll limit myself to just one episode per night – that way I’ll have something to look forward to at the end of the day. But the next episode is just sitting there in my purchased items, begging me to watch it. I give in. In just two shorts day, I’m almost caught up to the rest of the American viewing population. What power!

So yes, I have an addition. Well, maybe it’s more of a guilty pleasure.

Ooops – gotta run. The episodes of season three have just finished downloading….

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