More Minecraft talk.
I’m reaching that point in the game where the fun is entirely self-determined. I built a lot of the stuff I wanted to build initially and I’ve had a few epic resource runs, but now the initial excitement has worn off and I don’t have any real path to follow. In other words, Minecraft is a lot like summer vacation. You get all the time in the world and you need to figure out what you want to do for yourself.
I’m rather aimless in the Minecraft world. Perhaps a better word would be: scattered. I wanted to get a rail baron achievement, so I made a rail. Then I stopped before I completed the rail–leaving it well short of the destination villages. Ideas come and go. Some days I want to turn my collection of homes into a keep or a coastal village. Other days I want to burn down the world with TNT. There is no guiding mission that tells me how to be happy. There is no inspiration that sticks long enough to become a habit.
In life, like in Minecraft, my enjoyment is self-directed. I’ve planned out a slew of activities for the children to do, and now I am looking inward to figure out what I want for myself. There are stories to be told an people to connect with. There’s a 20 yr high school reunion to be attended and a city to wander about aimlessly with little more than a satchel, an Ipad, and a notebook. Perhaps more than anything else what I want to do is reconnect with what inspires me. Inspiration changes over time. Some people are fortunate to have a muse, and my muse was always the beautiful city of New York.