Experienced in the imagination through the feelings or actions of another person: “vicarious pleasure”.
I don’t watch any TV but somehow I have become shamefully addicted to X factor.
I have been thinking about it and I think the real reason deep down is that I am jealous of the contestants.
Not that they are on TV etc but that they are taking a REAL risk on their musical dreams, dreams that run deep in them that they have held for years.
I am good at risk taking in other spaces but music is one I hold dear and thus scares me more to make myself vulnerable.
We all watch, read or listen to stuff to switch off which is pretty normal and probably restful and helping keep us balanced.
I guess the danger is if we live our dreams through others we are not actually writing or telling our story at all.
I am challenging myself to go and write or practise after I watch X factor so I don’t just become a stuffed monkey!
PS. Misha B is obviously the winner 🙂