I was thinking recently about how my okc profile used to have a link to a photo of me from ten years ago playing video games. I could probably count on one hand the number of times I’ve playing computer games in the last five years. Video games are a bit more, just from having consoles around at parties here and there. But really, I stopped playing video games. My first memory is always M yelling at me on Thanksgiving day after we moved to Seattle for playing a computer game while she cooked. I was upset about it. Probably mostly from the exhaustion of working so much. She’d probably have dropped an “I told you so,” if I had said as much at the time. Oh, youth.

Anyway, the last couple days have seen some time spent evaluating the language around my desires, so I’ve been thinking about the past in this way as well.