I can feel it, pulling at my bones, making my hand move on its own. It’s happening again, after playing so many different games and enjoying the experiences they have given me I feel the call of that game. The snow covered, dragon-spewing experience is making funny looks at me again, and I don’t know if I will be able to resist once more. I know, deep in my heart, that if I start again, I won’t be able to stop for a while. I feel it, in my bones, Skyrim is calling to me once more. I may play again… just a wee quick playthrough… what’s the worst that could happen… right?
That’s all for now, and as always. It’s not just a game, It’s a Life.