Growing up sucks.

It really does. Not because you need to become responsible, but because you look back at some things you never really gave value and realise how good they were, and that often enough you can't experience them again the same way. Adult life seems to want to eat all of your time, in exchange of money, independency, and god knows what else. How much I would give to go back to the first time I played a game, that first impression of it, the sense of fun that propels you to just keep playing it. I don't feel that anymore, and I miss that. So much. I didn't expect that growing up would require this kind of sacrifice, and I hope I can find good ways to make time in order to experience those firsts again.