I had forgotten about it, but my father once reminisced about finding elementary school-aged me habitually “watching” TV with my back turned to the set.
He said I explained that I could imagine more interesting scenes in my mind.
The real demonstration of my creativity was that I could conjure a more tactful response than “How about springing for a color TV, Ebenezer?”
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