Maybe tonight I’ll slumber ‘fore late,
my day ending before into memories I delve.
But I know that the chances of that are most slim,
of falling asleep before the clock strikes twelve.
Maybe tonight my dreams won’t hurt me,
that I’ll wonder and marvel in awe and delight.
But I know the pain won’t stop even once,
my mind-borne visions naught but a blight.
Maybe tonight I’ll forget all my troubles,
my mind no longer by old thoughts beset.
But I know that that is mere child’s fancy,
the brain remembers what I want to forget.
Maybe tonight I’ll feel at peace,
that I’ll rest and wake ready tomorrow.
But I already know that simply won’t be,
I’ll wake just as full of this sorrow.
That damn broken mug,
Despite how much I put in,
It’s always empty.
I decided to write out some fan fiction I’ve been thinking about because of course I need to be more of a fucking nerd. Still, I guess it’s not that bad a thing to spend my time on. Beats sleeping more.
The newest Legend of Zelda game, Breath of the Wild, has so many cool little touches that really make the game feel alive and I love it. I love all Zelda games, but I feel like this may well be my new favourite. As such, I want to shine a light on a few things I really like about it in a quick post, because it is good for me to be positive for a change.
I recently finished Zelda: Breath of the Wild and have already hit that feeling. You know the one. That feeling that accompanies the end of any great situation. A slight melancholy; a nostalgic sadness. I’ve taken to calling it the “Post-Great-Narrative Melancholy”.
I’ve mostly been doing depressing posts pondering my own banal existence lately, so here’s a description of what I consider to be the best thing in the whole world.
And you can’t test me on this because I’m 100% correct. It’s science.