Well, I suppose it's more of a "Second and a Half" coming, but whatever it is, winter break will be when it starts. Yes, "The Great Sleep" may once again descend upon my poor, wretched soul and dull all my senses and cares, abducting my soul and transporting into a glass box where I once again watch all that passes without emotion. But it'll give me something to do in my spare time, eh? Ah, dear me.
In case you haven't figured it out, I bought another MMORPG (Massively Multiplayer Online Roleplaying Game), and this one looks to capture my attention for more than a month unlike the last one. The last time I delved into the abyss of escapism that is one of these infernal fantasy parallels I was enveloped in a sleep so encompassing that I essentially ignored all but the game and school. The rest just didn't really matter. Then, when I broke the spell, everything I'd neglected (emotionally, philosophically, etc.) came down upon me in a colossal, immensely painful barrage. I'm a better person for it, but I fear another such sleep shall deprive me of the advances I've made. I don't know. On the way hand, it's entertaining. Heck, that's an understatement, these things are drugs that steal all of your spare time. If you let them. It's a creative outlet wherein one acts without getting nervous, memorizing lines, or anything. You simply make the story up as you go along in the confines of the world. It's the worst legal addiction I can imagine, if you let it be.
Of course, you can temper its effect. I just won't be as available (online/on AIM) as I've been the past year and a half. I guess I'll try to avoid playing too long, but one thing leads to another... Hopefully I'll pull myself at 10PM, since that seems to be AIM primetime. If you need me, I write a mean email, so vent it all in there and you'll get a typical Dylan response.
Meh, it might not be this extreme. I just fear the worse. We'll see. Try to pull me away, at least temporarily, cause I know I'll need it. But I look at winter break and summer break, and I can't forsee me doing much else but being on the computer. It may as well be focused, I guess. *sigh* I don't know. I want to do so much, learn the accordion, write something I know is powerful and beautiful, love and be loved in return, be there for everyone that needs me, and stay entertained. But I don't know if I can do all of it. I guess it depends on how far others are willing to go, as is usually the case with me. Make the effort and I'll try to respond in kind. That just means you have to make the first step. So... write me, talk to me when given the elusive chance, try to let me help you, and in turn you will be helping me. I don't have to get sucked into the void like last time. I can watch the players dance, throw in my own lines, but still remain necessarily detached, but only if you help me. Be my bungee cord. I'll be immensely grateful.
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