I play video games. It is how I run. I run with the right joy stick, steer with the left. Or is it the other way around. I love video games, minus the whole, “If-I’m-Playing-I’m-Not Writing” thing.
When I am not playing video games, I am often looking up books I will never get a round to reading. Or plane tickets to places I will never go. The perpetual poor kid, peering in the peoples fogged up windows, drooling over food too decadent for this simple tongue of mine.