Life +1

After spending the better part of the last 3 days gaming, I've reached that inter-game lull where I've completed one game and I am considering what to play next that will inevitably consume my life for a time. That window of opportunity has left me with time to contemplate gaming as a whole, and how it has changed. The point of this blog was to explore topics related to nostalgia, and this is perhaps one of the most pertinent to my life if for no other reason than the fact that I tailored my education to Technology and Computer Science with the express intent of becoming a game developer. I didn't pursue that path in the end for a myriad of reasons which I won't get into right now, but the evolution of the games industry is something that I have witnessed, and arguably something I have lived.

Nostalgia Is My Drug of Choice

The older I get, the less I feel hope for the future - or to be more accurate, the less the future gives me hope. That's a subtle difference in perspective, the former is forward looking, whereas the latter leaves open the possibility that hope might still survive but it might not lie in the future.

I turned 38 today and I suppose this is the point where it would be acceptable to have a mid-life crisis, the trouble is I'm a millennial and our entire lives have been marked by crisis after crisis, to the point where the idea of marking your progress through life with just one in particular seems ridiculous. I've lost count of how many "once-in-a-lifetime" events I have witnessed, and there doesn't seem to be any end in sight on that front.