Dear video games,
Let’s not drag this on longer than it has to. We both knew that this day would eventually come. We’ve had a good run but it’s time for me to move on.
It’s time for me to be more productive; to be more present; to finally let go.
You’ve been a crutch to help me avoid getting down to business. You’ve been something to “waste time” with and “switch off” after a hard day at work.
Playing you forВ onlyВ 30 minutes would more often than not turn into an all-day affair.
I leveled up instead of running errands or cleaning up the house.
That got me nowhere in my everyday life. Just in the dog house with my wife.
You just aren’t worth it anymore.
I have big dreams and big goals and you’re just holding me back. You’re literally a waste of my time.
I spent 28 hours and 43 minutes on the latest installment of you, Far Cry: Primal.
Just imagine if I did something else instead?
I could have caught up on sleep….or wrote a bunch of blog posts…or started another business…or anything else.
I’m done with you wasting my time.
Letting go is very difficult for me. We’ve been through a lot together. You’ve been around ever since I was little. You’d keep me entertained for hours and out of trouble. You even went with to college and were very popular with my roommates. Rock Band and Call of Duty were cornerstones of our entertainment.
But that ends now.
I’m turning a new leaf in my life and you’re the easiest thing to get rid of. You’re nothing but dead weight. You’re dead to me now!
It’s time to get serious about leading a better life and you’ve been holding me back.
It’s not me; it’s you!