Droped I am. They all are grey. Work and workers, all they know. In my world, we don’t yell, get angry or have deadlines. It’s just always good and every days a treat. It’s strange to me it seems they’re lost Perhaps they’ve lost what they’ve been dreaming of They don’t know they live a lie, trying to make sense of what is false, trying to make it work living “life” in borrowed time.

First, what is a game? Welp, A game is many things, PC play out, Genshin, Amongus, Life, perhaps. You know it’s strange how a person can’t define perfect or normal. So, what’s is a game? What is it to you that’s the question…

Life is about living they say, living is dying, and dying is the end? Too simple for such a complicated world…