It’s going to be a brief one today, and for that I’m sorry all around.
Over the weekend, I actually plunked myself down in front of the television, booted up the original Borderlands, and didn’t even make it an hour. It was nearly impossible to concentrate and I felt physically worse for having even tried to play.
It was depressing for a couple of reasons.
One: I’ve been sick for over three months now. I’ve barely been able to play anything in that time.
And, two: I typically play a lot of shooters, but, in this case, I could barely play. It made me nervous that it could be who knows how long before I actually feel capable of playing one of my favorite genres of games.
I took it harder than I thought I would.
It made me wonder not only how soon I will ever get to feel better, but how long before I can actually play something without feeling like my head is going to crack open and vomit spills out.
Guys, I miss games. I miss them so much.
I also miss going outside. I miss being able to walk around the block without feeling like I’m going to pass out. I miss showering every day.
Not to be a huge downer, but I spent a lot of time over the past week wondering just how long I will be sick.
I’m deeply frustrated.
I know I couldn’t play a shooter without feeling worse, but I’m wondering if I can play something more text-based. I’m likely going to at least try to play something wordy this week (I may even try to play Persona 5 just to see if I can), to see if I can stomach it.
So, that’s all there is. I’m sorry I don’t have anything interesting or productive or even good to report. I just never thought I’d be sick for the first quarter of the year.
What did you play over the weekend? What will you be playing this week? Please regale me with your stories so I can live through you. I’d like that.
And now, I leave you with Kirby adorably eating some noodles.