February is the desolate forest of months. It's threadbare tree branches and crunched ice underfoot. It's frozen lakes and frosty breaths. Every snatched sound carries a quietly yearning reverb. I wonder what my ancestors did with this empty time. Did they huddle tightly in cave corners?
You're overwhelmed by life. It's been a rough week. You're feeling listless. You're lost and tired. You are super bored. Your squished brain cannot process complicated things. You need to de-stress from distress. How do you find respite from the eternal avalanche
January generally sucks. It's cold, damp, dark, my muscles don't work. My post-Christmas finances don't add up and the heating bill rises exponentially per degree dropped. Nothing is really happening and it often feels it has little value beyond misery. That is usually how
I'm a little tired. A little lost. A new year brings thoughts of what and where. What did 2025 bring me? Did I take what the universe offered? Did I add something back? Where is 2026 going? Am I making efforts to steer this ship? Am I submitting
So this is the start of a series dedicated to just remembering what I loved about particular games. (What? Am I actually committing to something on this site?). Those many games which have retained some of my mental shelf space for all manner of reasons. It could be any game
You can't escape. The thought lingered as Marin opened his eyes. He was in the tank again. A throaty tickle to inhale came and he took a slow drawn breath. You take it in now so it's there when you need it. So that you'
Sometimes you find a game that gains extra value from the outside rather than within. Infused with a piece of *us* it transforms to something more meaningful than what it offers on its own. Nom Nom Galaxy is that game for me. Bear with me while I explain. My mother
Reflections on being human in a gaming world
