I spent the late afternoon up until a few minutes ago (1:30 a.m.) playing Madden 20. It makes me feel bad. I don’t know why. Perhaps I feel that video games pull me away from socializing with my family. Maybe I have a guilty conscience?
As I write this, my heart is skipping beats 4-times consecutively. It drives me up the fucking wall! To be honest, I think my heart is part of the reason why I have a hard time of sleeping at night. It comes to a complete stop, then…BOOM!
I’ve been playing QB1 mode Madden. You start out as a longshot quarterback in college, then you go on to the NFL. I got drafted by the Miami Dolphins. Played with them for four seasons, and signed with the New York Giants after winning the Super Bowl.
I didn’t want to play for the Dolphins anyway.
Like I said, I feel bad for playing it so much, but my attention span ain’t worth shit anymore. I feel bad for most things wrong with my life.
I guess that’s how it goes.