Hi. It’s midnight, and my kids are all asleep. Aufa too. I’m not too sleepy, maybe because I feel motivated to tidy up the room from watching Marie Kondo on Netflix. But it’s late at night, and I can’t do much.
Initially. I thought of playing WoW, but I don’t feel like it. It’s funny now, I sort of have to force myself to play WoW. To persuade me to log in. Wasn’t that supposed to be something I want to do on my own? Maybe because I’m slowly realising that there’s not really much benefit in playing. Or I feel like there are better things for me to do. To be honest, I think I’m forcing myself to play WoW not because I want to, but because I feel guilty about my guildmates and game mates. It’s ridiculous, but yeah, that’s how I feel.
But to be perfectly honest, I feel bad and sad for them. That they’re always on WoW. Like there’s no other means for them to find entertainment. Like, that’s the only source of contentment. I think that’s what happens to Melo. He relies on WoW too much as means of socialising, so it eats him. Like, I don’t really care about progression or stuff. I just want to play. And if WoW is becoming a chore for me, why am I spending time there? I play because I want to play for fun. Not to do the same things again and again.
I’m looking at my desktop and I think I start Marie Kondo my computer for a start. I’ve been meaning to do it, but it takes so much mental energy! Tidying up is mentally tiring. Because you have to figure out what goes where. Well, but I want to do this. Free up space, remove duplicates, make things easier to find.
Ok, let’s do this!