Patience is a loyal servant.
So it happens that I spent the last weekend playing poker like mad. The possibility of making money is something too addictive to this mind, amazing. But, that's not the point.
Damn, my eyes are burning.
Well, I am having a new sudden explosion of energy and I'm going to use it for something good. I have lots and lots of things to do, from getting money to travel, to working and leaving the work done in case the worst happen, to seeing people. I want to see some people. Period.
Gotta be straight to the point sometimes or the demons gonna eat you.
I've been having the weirdest visions again, well, not like it stopped anytime anyway. Tales of Symphonia probably influenced a bit, what a beautiful game... but! Now we have to focus on the travel.
Looks like all is going well, it will take a bit of effort but I'll be able to see everyone. It kinda makes me want to write some kind of happy emoticon here, can't deny.
But do you know what would be really really fucking awesome?
Well, the real awesomeness of it would be if I got to see everyone in one single day, one after the other, as in, following some kind of heavy schedule. And then, even though I had to leave since it was time to see the next person, the current one would also go, and in the end, we would have a grand finale, having everybody together. But, for now that stands as a dream.
I wanted to write about something else earlier this month, well, actually it was a few days ago. I was feeling damn sad, for a reason pretty much ridiculous to the great majority. It took some time to understand, but I got it. I got sad because of Diablo 3 after all, it did not become what I expected. Maybe I had some seriously high expectations, but that's not the time to discuss this. The funny thing came after the realization, as I thought how ridiculous it was to get sad about a game. But then I remembered, games have been the motive of a big part of my happiness ever since I was a small child. And coming to think of it, people get emotionally dedicated to anything, even to people. And in many cases, people that don't give a fucking shit about them, yet they choose to continue on massacrating themselves. So, I figured it didn't really matter, I can dedicate myself emotionally to games after all. It just depends on whether you're getting more good moments than bad moments, right?
Gotta buy a claymore.
Hell yes!
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