I had moments in my first game when I really felt that I couldn't take it anymore. I felt almost like I was at work, I'd make notes about what I needed to accomplish in this block of hours to move on to the next bit. At 170 something hours in, I actually said to my Husband that I couldn't do it anymore and wrapped up any outstanding companion quests and only played the final story chapters.
Wow, I'm a bit shocked at how much this mirrors my own experience! Oh yes, there were moments of brilliance that took my breath away (Hello, "And Your Heart Shall Burn"!). But then there were times when I had to convince myself to actually sit down, turn on the PC, and play the game. I dreaded it. And yes, I felt like I was back at work. I distinctly recall thinking that!





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