I spent a few hours this evening playing Minecraft and I cannot for the life of me explain why. It is the time when I listen to audio books, and I dearly enjoy that. Still, I cannot honestly explain what I am trying to achieve on the craft. There was one world in which I was happily building the Dark Tower. This is not that world. I ought to go back to that world where I am not bogged down by the need to believe that I can fully build out particular cities and castles and (then do what with them?) find some measure of completion in that act.
The tower mattered (and perhaps still does) because it gave me a monotonous thing to craft while I listened. Now it seems I am listening for an excuse to craft. This is all backwards.
I really should just be writing.
I’m not, obviously. Instead I am worrying about the increasing risk of war with Iran, and what it means if the president backs down (as he has apparently begun to do). I am thinking about the NBA draft, what other video games to play, the design phase upcoming for my next office situation (thinking about solar power), anything but words on a page. That is a problem indeed.
Some Thoughts:
- Speaking of that draft, the Knicks got Barrett. He’s not gonna be good.
- Meanwhile the Pelicans walked off with multiple first rounders and wound up being the recipients of Zion and the top center. Not a bad haul indeed.