Making the pixels change on my screen so that the pixels on someone else's screen look the way they want.
Making the pixels change on my screen so that the pixels on someone else's screen look the way they want.
This hits hard.
Hits harder when you're sitting in traffic on your way to get the same groceries you got for the last 72 weeks in a row, every Tuesday.
Then someone cuts you off and almost hits you. Part of you almost lets it happen. You know, because it'd be different.
You forget about your meaningless existence ruminating about how that guy was wrong to cut you off until you get home, where you make the 250th frozen pizza of the year as you sip on this weeks craft beer selection.
Should I play videogames? Nah, I'll save that thrill for tomorrow.
The absolute worst is when you want to go home and play video games, but you only have time to do the bare minimum chores required for continued existence and then sleep.
I’m in this picture and I don’t like it
As long as it keeps me employed I am happy to move pixels all day.
But the pixels make me sad
I’d like a sip of your complacency juice please
At some point I decided if I have food and shelter and health and free time, everything else is just a bonus.