Writing for who know's why.

I've had a serious case of nostalgia since I bumped my head last Summer. Pokemon! Those countless hours (okay, according to my game cartridge, 999 hours) of scrunching my eyes in dim light trying to see if my Lugia had leveled up, guessing that the little red light of my Gameboy meant I had ten minutes until had to save... Getting back into it is all too similar in the limitless potential. The game has changed, and I have changed. I have reached the limits of time usefully spent on the device. Sad, to know this game has little left to offer me after it being in my life for so long. My life has some major restructuring coming up, and in the past that has meant I change too. I'm driving this change... in the future. Not yet, I'm dragging my heels on this one. You musn't use too big a hook, lest you catch too big a fish.