I used to spend hours just scrolling through my library trying to decide which game I might want to play or thinking about when I had played them before. It was a happy place that always made me feel good. It was one of the things I could count in life no matter what was happening with work, relationships, or finances. Now it makes me want to pack up and become a nomad on the Tibetan Plateau where I won't be subject to the idiocies of inconsiderate youngsters with no critical thinking skills and their insistence on changing things for the sake of change, especially the ones who discard the well thought out decisions or hard learned lessons of those who came before them.

I guess I should be thanking them for making me want to play less video games and go find myself an opium addiction and a nice sleazy den to die in instead...