


But nothing held my interest more then games. Board games, puzzle games, kids' games, card games, console games and the highest of obsessions, computer games. Alright, to be honest, I just love sitting down on a chair the whole day not moving but just working on a computer game. Yes~ working on it. Just solving it, traveling through it, seeing its graphics, its reaction, its interaction, its story line and all its liveness.
I'm not into games in a geeky way, knowing the names, habits and every little detail of a game. I love games for being the alternative me. The me that I wont or would not be in real life. In this sense, playing a game is just like living my dreams. A dream that will never be reality. The alternate self in me.
As time and new games passes through my life, it was hard finding time to indulge in the other me. Work and priorities came first, rest time second, and the little bit of time left was for the games.
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