The “WII: Sports” menu is mezmorizing. The globe keeps spinning and I realize we’re twirling, whirling in space at ungodly speeds, maybe- hopefully- ending up a better planet, a better place. But, we’re really only completing a cycle that was planned out years before we were even concieved. It’s almost a comforting feeling, that we’re following something so consice. At the same time, though, it’s ridiculously limiting. It’s as if you’re spending your whole life waiting for an absolution that will never come.
I still don’t know where I was going with this when I wrote it, but I’ve been assured it’s not as bad as I think it is.
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