The worst part is when you realize that you have to turn parts of you off. I don’t care who you are, but that’s about as close to death as I want to get.
Wrong, wrong, wrong! The secret to life is not I repeat not going to come in the form of prepackaged, glossy-paged, up-from-the-heart-of-a-paid-columnist blurbs. You thought you’d find it all in the advice column? Go to the end of the line!
Something else I wrote once:
“Privacy is the soil in which love grows.”
Today, I will add to that:
“Outside friendship, however, is the water and sunlight.”
Every now and then, I write something so brilliant that it blows my mind. Most of the day, I sit at my desk, and all I can think is “Meowmeowmeowmeow…” over and over again.
And then something will cut through all of that, like a forty megawatt laser through blueberry yogurt, something so bright and amazing that I can only sit back and let it out. I can never lay claim to these things, because they’re not mine. They just show up.
I bring this up because I remembered something brilliant I wrote a long time ago, and it was this:
“The greatest freedom in the world is the ability to walk away at any time.”
Which was then followed by more meowing, but what the hell.
I am alive.
I have to remind myself of that every now and then, especially in these odd months when the seasons change and the entire world gets tossed up in the air like a jigsaw puzzle. In all of this, all of the twisting and turning and weirdness, I am alive and breathing and have the World Spanner in my hands at every moment.
I have the funny feeling that I’ve just been set completely free. I’m sitting here, head cocked, wondering what that thumping sound is in my soul’s chest.
Oh, yeah. That would be my heart. Been a little while since I’ve heard that. Nice to have it back
Wonder who I’m going to give it to next?
The whole point of making games is to make a new world.
Anyone who tells you otherwise is a producer or in marketing and is not to be trusted.