Girl Meets World

The fourth wall falls

Every day at PBS seems like I'm tearing down the fourth wall.

I walk past Bill Moyers' office and I'm not quite sure if I should look in. The same surreal feeling inched over me as I sat in David Brancaccio's office overlooking Midtown Manhattan. (Interns are placed anywhere that they can fit -- including the really sweet host offices. Maria Hinojosa's office has a beautiful abstract painting of a mother and child on its far wall.)

Today when I saw David Brancaccio in person for the first time, I was in his way. I actually backed myself into our tape closet to make way for him and his guest. I can now confirm that a person can turn sixteen shades of red.

But really, this television internship has really helped me bring together the idea that television isn't some magical box with infallible information and unreachable people.

Seriously, people, I know that New York and these people in communications fields can seem so far away; but they're really not, and they're listening to more than you would expect.