Fuzzy on Game of Thrones

I can’t remember what happened in the last season and the new one starts tonight. Bloodshed, dragons, endless betrayal—the shape of it is there but the details have gone misty. This is what happens when your attention moves on to the next thing and there’s always a next thing.

I could theoretically rewatch the whole thing, but that’s not happening. You know how this goes. You start the first episode determined to catch up and by episode two you remember why you haven’t touched it in three years. So I’m going in fuzzy, hoping the show is direct enough that memory kicks in. The major moments always come back anyway—someone dies, someone betrays someone, a dragon destroys something. That part sticks without trying.

It’s strange being this invested in something while also having enough distance from it that it disappears from your head completely. This is just how it works now. You’re holding ten different shows in your head at once, each one taking up maybe fifteen percent of your attention. Enough to care about the premiere, not enough to remember the plot.