This is not about the game. That’s not why you’re here, is it? This is about how I feel, which I assume is why you’re here. (If not, you might be in the wrong place.) The fact that it’s how I feel about the game shouldn’t matter. It’s incidental. (At least it’s not about work, which is also not why you’re here but also something I have feelings about from time to time.)
If I said the game reminded me of my life, would that get me off the hook? It seemed to go on forever, and there were so many times when disaster could have struck but was narrowly averted. There were also many chances to make something great happen, but it just wasn’t quite there because something ineffable was lacking, something that has always been just an arm’s length out of reach.
Then, in the end, just when it seemed that against all odds a miracle was going to save the day, despite all its twists and turns and narrow escapes, disaster struck. It started slowly and then became inevitable, and it all went to hell in one mighty blow from which it will be hard to recover. It will take time, but we have to keep going anyway. The march of progress doesn’t wait for us to pick up the pieces from the last disaster. If we do, we might end up backing into another one. |