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Saturday, May 15, 2010

Why We Play

I've had a rough couple of weeks. It happens. But, the other night I was able to leave that all behind. For a few hours I became someone else. I fought his fights and loved his loves. With the help of an awesome Dungeon Master, I was transported to a land of magic and monsters. I picked up his axe and charged the giants. Soon, two hours had turned to five and it was over. For that time I had forgotten about being laid off and about the car payments. I was totally engrossed and loving it. I got something way better than 3200 XP, I got to escape, and to relax. The best kind of therapy.


  1. Woo hoo!

    I think this is the same reason movie sales go up during a recession, people want to escape. Heck, we can do it with a few friends and imagination.

  2. and you forgot about the lamentations of the women... Best wishes in continuing to find the time to play


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