In the span of a month I watched from to start to finish the entirety of Xena. Even went back and watched the main 3 episode arc from Hercules, and episodes Armageddon Now (as it directly ties into an episode in Season 6). It’s an understatement with how much this show has been a comfort, and rare as it is, one the whole system can get behind. We bought all the comics, a few posters and collectibles–anything tangible to look at or hold. We even started drawing again for the first time in over six months. I’ve accepted at this point to let our brain be consumed, I mean I’ll take the dopamine where I can get it.

We go to sleep thinking about it, wake up thinking about it, and genuinely find joy in rewatching the episodes. Though I’d like to put some thought in behind doing an analysis as to why it’s Xena in particular we empathize with most, I can’t. At least not yet. We’re still coming out of Winter. While I’m excited to be at home (soon) doodling or rewatching the series; today I’m tired.

I still have things to get done since I’ve got family visiting later in the week. That and a good night’s sleep is sorely needed. I don’t know how to explain it fully. Often I feel like I’m being tugged along on the whims of the Littles, especially when comfort is involved. I can sit and watch my show, and simultaneously take note that we feel happy, safe, and content within the moment. There are these feelings that come up that I’m struggling to articulate.

While Downton Abbey did punch us in the feels at times, not all of the system cared for it. Xena on the other hand was met with the same fascination and wonder as any young kid would have when their favorite show came on. The camp aspect blended with serious episodes was well done. There are a few episodes I’m not particularly fond of, but that’s one of the reasons I enjoy the series: stand alone episodes.

Writing wise we will try to get back into the swing of things, but I make no guarantees.