Okay. Let me start with this: I’m not a hard core gamer. I’m not even a “regular” gamer.
But I HAD TO try the Division!
I actually bought a PS4 just for that. To immerse in this strange, scary, but also weirdly engaging world. New York. In serious, deep trouble.
It was winter time in Hungary when I fired up the console for the first time. The atmosphere of the initial first few minutes deeply resonated with what was outside. The themes inside the game were stunning. Truly.
I only enjoy games where the navigation and handling various states and functions are intuitive. I don’t want to get frustrated because of some hard to find combination of buttons to trigger an important step. …
There is this notion of the so called 80,000 hours. This is the amount of time apparently an average person spends working during his/her lifetime — basically, away from his/her family to get from A to B, to put things on the table.
(As they say: You’ve got 80,000 hours in your career.)
Whether this number is accurate or not I’m soon reaching the half of it. It roughly equals to 15 years of someone’s work life.
I consider myself lucky. Being one of those who — during this time, roughly 40,000 hours so far — managed to get from A to B (and even to C) while most of the time also enjoying the ride. …
A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to travel from San Francisco to Los Angeles. Considering the distance I could have flown but decided to take a different route.
I deliberately chose to take a Greyhound — traveling 7+ hours on a packed bus.