The Loss of a Roommate

Destiny is here to play.

I'm sure for some of you this means a whole heck of a lot. For me, it is a rather worthless statement. The only thing I have just realized that it means to me is that I have lost my roommate for the next few months.

Jack is not addicted to video games, but he is very excited about this particular one. Yes, watching him play I must admit the graphics are impressive and of course it's a rather different form of game than the average RPG or First Person Shooter. It is simply that I, despite being a CSE kid, am not terribly intrigued by video games. I will play the occasional game of whatever Jack owns here, just for kicks, but I have never been very good nor have I aspired to be.

Losing Jack is hard. It is hard to see him sucked into a vortex of other-worldly sights and sounds, lost from contact beyond the realm of the game. The graphics alone are enough to desensitize even the most curious person from the real world. Jack is a smart kid, but I feel I have lost him forever. Emotional support would be nice.

I do apologize for my hiatus from posting, and starting off again with this sad post. It is simply that I felt the need to voice my concern over this transitional period in our relationship.

Video games are an odd thing for me. I do understand the appeal, and some do impress me as far as strategy is concerned, though overall they have become the perfect marketing ruse.

To those of you who have lost loved ones to Destiny, I empathize with you and I would love to organize a support group. I need one as much as everyone else. To those of you who are hurting those closest to you, either by neglecting them or denying them play time on the game, I simply pour my heart out to you so you can provide some interaction, something to let us know that the glaze in your eye is not personal, that it will pass and we can have you back from the future world that is Destiny.