Why Did You Start Playing Video Games?
Tis nostalgia harsh, but reminisce.
I've been playing more video games at the moment than I have the rest of the year. The holidays are springing up, work is winding down, the apocalypse is supposedly coming to screw us all hard, but that doesn't matter, I'm a gamer, and mashing buttons together with my fingers to make something happen on a screen is what I do. It's not my life, but gaming is a grand chunk of it, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
After playing some Marvel Vs Capcom 2 with some of my chums, and looking back at how the year just flew by like it was nothing, I wondered to myself how my life is passing so quick, and how little video games I've played in comparison to how many have been made and are being made. I was astounded by how badly I was unable to grasp time so well, and how much I had left to play, but still astounded nonetheless.
It's quite often when I reminisce about the days where I spent playing Nintendo 64, attempting to count to the rumored number 100, and watching Nickelodeon before it ever attempted to lure a female demographic properly. Time is just going faster and faster in my mind, and I'm quite confused as to whether I should be happy or sad about this. All the achievements and shame, equally just, they pass by.
But going back to the real subject matter here, I thought again why I play and continue to play video games is, and I've attempted to try harder to subconciously harken back to those days, but it remains the same really:
I was just a small kid who was blessed with a Nintendo 64. I got Diddy Kong Racing, A Bug's Life, and Super Mario 64 with it. What a joy it was to be pulled into another realm that is hard to comprehend for a small mind. It was even more fun and captiviating to play video games as a kid. And while it's still fun now, it's just way harder to enjoy entertainment now that my brain attempts to analyze every nook and cranny of it every time. I know nostalgia is what you'd call a "bitch", I had no nostalgia back then, so I essentially couldn't be wrapped into it.
I didn't care if the three-pronged controller made absolutely no sense, and the controller stick was a blister magnet for your thumb, it pulled me in. I later welcomed a Gamecube, an NES, a GBA, a Wii, A DS, an Xbox 360, a PSP, a 3DS, and a PC into my home. Each one of them had a certain magic to them, but had I been much younger when I finally got them, they would've been that much more special. And even if my pool of time just evaporates into thin air and confusion, I always try to search the time for gaming because it will always have a special place in my heart. All those times spent with those electronic realms and all those pseudo-tournaments with friends will always stick with me, and as I attempt to host game days on 360 and PS3 later on, I always will.
Thank you very much, kind internet.