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I'm angry. I don't even know why I'm writing this, but it needs
to be written. RPGs make me angry. Very angry. Angry. Angry.
Angry.
Ok, now that I've gotten that out of my system, let me begin.
RPGs take up a ton of my time. There are so many other things to do
in life and I spend mine playing RPGs. I have books to read, music
to listen to, movies to watch, and even other video games to play,
but what do I do? I play RPGs. I can't stop, it seems. My life seems
to be filled with RPGs. Even the shortest RPGs these days are twenty
hours long, but some even range up in the eighty to one hundred hour
range. Don't even get me started on MMORPGs. A couple of those took
up months of my life.
I'd be willing to estimate that I've spend nearly 5,000 hours of
my life playing RPGs. Just look at what else I could have done with
that time. I could have watched around 2,500 movies, read tons of
books, or listened to hours of music. I could have gone for walks,
played sports, built model airplane, but RPGs have been my focus
instead.
Ok, so why do they make me so angry? Because I love every minute
that I spend playing them. They take up a ton of my time, because
that's what I enjoy doing, playing RPGs. I don't regret a minute
that I've spent playing RPGs, even some of the worst ones that I've
played. It just makes me angry to love something so much. I can
think of no other leisure activity that I would rather be involved
in than playing RPGs. I guess it's a love/hate relationship. It does
take my time away from me, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
That, more than anything, makes me angry.
This might not make sense to anyone else that reads this; it
hardly makes sense to me, but if it does, let me know. |