I am a video game junkie. Every since I was given an Atari 2600 on my birthday in pre-adolescence, I have been hooked. From the NES, Super NES, original PlayStation, original Xbox, Xbox 360, Xbox One, and PC I have been playing video games for years. My absolute home away in the home, work therapy, steam release, and obsessive completion fervor have been laid out into a digital world. To clarify: I don’t do MMO’s, FPS, or any online cooperative shenanigans. I have a certain real world and digital world Agoraphobia that I consistently exude. Elder Scrolls, Skyrim, Mass Effect, The Witcher, MTG…single player RPG or simulation games are my jam. I get to either create or destroy in an imaginary world without restraint or censure. I have enough games to the point where I’ll play one for so long that I forget where I was nor how the controller works in the previous game. Thus, where my obsessive qualities come through in weekend and/or off work grinding through to the point I lose interest and move on to the next waste of time.
Not to say that is a resounding statement to how life should be lived….it’s simply my apathetic slice.