Frozen History 7

I have started playing games online again. Yes, it has a stereotype of being addictive. Yet as a child I noticed an odd truth about pain. If you bruise your ankle and are playing an exciting soccer game, there is a fact. You will not notice the pain until an hour after the game is over. You will have adrenaline to distract you. Where as a tiny paper cut in class on your foot can be oceans of pain with no distraction. As an adult this stays very true, but the stakes are higher. If you take drugs for pain, you can’t drive a car for hours afterwards if they are strong medications. If you play a game and turn it off you can drive one minute later. Adrenaline from games and online blogging is a far better medication than taking the absolute prescribed limit on prescriptions medications. It is an important fact to know if you are dealing with way more back and head pain than a paper cut. Pain physically or emotionally is best not dwelled upon with no distraction. If you have to pick a side effect, worn out keyboards are better compared to many drug side effects.
The game I have chosen most of the time is Second Life. There are many reasons behind my like of this place. When you play a game like say World of Warcraft to level 20, your character is not really “your” character. It is what programmers said your character could do. They picked all the bags, armor, available pets, and other factors. At the end you had what? A bunch of stuff in the guild bank. Your character never made a house, tended a farm, or created anything. They just kill, destroy, loot from each other which is a really disturbing metaphor if you think about it. Second life now has a big farming and fishing realm, where your pets make things you can sell at vendors. You can put yourself into a very personal house, with personal billboards, and a unique environment with customized outfit and hair. Something which now is becoming frustratingly rare in many games.
In addition you can go listen to music at clubs in Second Life. As gas prices are massively high that is a much rarer treat for me in real life right now. I fear that if I have a great ultra rare moment of free time and energy to go out people will hallucinate it means I have loads of money, energy, and am free of pain 98 percent of the month. Plus I have been dealing with cell phone photo melodrama. Hippies could dance naked in the mud at music festivals, and no one would remember it a week later. Now every wild moment is immortal a decade later online. Every person covers themselves with more cameras by the second. You never know where cell phone pics are going to end up these days. The friend blog of a lawsuit judge, when you have a court date perhaps? I am not at a time in my life where I am so rich that I can deal with blackmail regarding fake photos and fake rumors on my conduct destroying money potential. Going downtown and socializing as a non-avatar opens you up to an unfortunate fountain of blackmail. It is something the rock videos never show you when you are a kid.