Life Is a Video Game
Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be some piece explaining why I think we live in a simulation (although, I do think that). This is more so going to be me talking about how I think we should go about our lives.
Back when I was in high school, I was a bit of a gamer. I was invested in games like Fallout, GTA, and Skyrim. Each of these titles has one thing in common — they’re all role-playing games (RPG). I was drawn to these games because of their inherent character building; I had the freedom to do whatever, customize my character in any way, and track my progress, easily, through in-game accolades. The last video game I played religiously was Fallout 4 — it’s my gold standard for video games. I can recall, in my sophomore year of high school, I would come home and devote countless hours to this game. When I wasn’t playing I was either thinking about the next chance I got to play it, my character's future game plan, or reliving my character's past experiences. There’s no doubt I was textbook addicted.
After countless days spent playing Fallout 4, I finally beat the game. I was so relieved, it was like a weight was lifted on my shoulders and I could finally move my sights onto a new game. But, then I began to reflect on the experience. I reflected on the past couple of months of playing and my in-game accomplishments. I thought about how these achievements were now useless and meant…
