Last month I was bogged down by real life. Usually I have enough extra time to pursue and obsess over my 'hobbies.' Last month I learned a couple of things. The first is how valuable time can be. Writing has always been important, even if I don't publicly talk about it. Truthfully, for me it's a personal process and I don't want to discuss it in public ways, maybe that will change one day. Anyway, time. Since the start of the year I've been doing battle with time, knocking it around, letting it kick my ass. What happens when you work so much and you can't even mindlessly think of that story? What happens when you're so tired that when you get home you just want to sleep but watch the computer screen, read your words and feel at a total loss? I cried, I raged, and threw fits. Oh and video games--what the hell are those? Those wonderful colorful pieces of awesome I used to spend time on? Woe on life. ~shakes fist at the sky.~
What else I learned? Once upon a time I was just out of college, didn't have a lot of money nor a lot of choices and went through a string of very crappy jobs, you think I would have learned my lesson. I guess I didn't. I learned once again that the world is full of people who will exploit others, and use others to exploit more. All it takes is one person in a crappy position, and there isn't a lot the person in the crappy situation can do. Yes, this is vague and vague gets. It isn't going to get any clearer, not right now anyway. The point I'm making is that for three weeks I had to recognize an awful situation and then dig a way out. I'm lucky in that I'm involved with a lot of awesome wonderful people who are willing to help me. Not everyone is and I hate that. It doesn't take money or religion to be a good person.
It just takes one person.
Who decides to be awesome.
I hope I'm also like that.
In other news: and on the topic of friends. One of my best buds, in fact in another life I'm almost sure was my sister, surprised me by coming by. There is nothing better that surprise visits from friends. Another friend, who might have been some kind of relation to me in a past life as well, is starting a journey that I'm both proud, a little envious, but most of all excited for her.
There is a warm special feeling when people you care about do well.
Or you see them work so hard, and then they make it.
Alright, no more warm and fuzzy. I swear!
I'm getting back to my video games. Most notably:
I will say I've never played an Assassin's Creed game until now. Why you might ask? Well, there wasn't pirates. Yes, I'm weak when it comes to pirates. Those thieves, but there is a romance to it right? Right? No, there isn't. They were most likely horrible people who have been falsely romanticized--thieves and murders. But they're kind of rebels, and there is my weakness, and this Assassin's Creed game is capitalizing on that fact. It could only get better if I can play a woman pirate who is looking to beat all the odds.
Oh wait! There is a woman heroine in one of these games:
Of course they put her story on a handheld system. ~massive eyeroll~ and she isn't a pirate.
I get it. I can't have my cake and eat it, but if I could games makers, I would!
That's all for now!
Current Mood: optimistic
Current Music: Cowboy Dan by Modest Mouse