Boxed Memories

We had our first TV when I was around 8. That was in 1998. My dad likes watching the Discovery Channel, and we would watch it together. I’ll fall asleep in front of the TV and then wake up in bed. I figured that my dad would carry me every time I fell asleep. I was a lazy child, so whenever he’s around, I would watch TV and pretend to fall asleep so he would carry me to the bedroom. He would do that even though I was already pretty big for my age. It went on until I was 11. He died a few weeks after my 11th birthday, and watching TV has never been the same since.