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Adulthood: Gamer’s Conundrum

Sometimes in life you just feel weary.  It’s inevitable.  The soul gets heavy and it weighs you down. Depending on what the issue is, there is a different solution. However, one should never stop doing that which you love.

As you get older you have to adapt to new responsibilities, no longer can you live reckless with no regard for tomorrow. However, one should never stop doing that which they love.

Work problems are from 9-5.  Life’s joy is endless. Letting your career woes overtake your lifetime joys only diminishes your quality of life. What is life without doing that which it is you love.

Sure money buys security, but an overzealous approach can leave you permanently forlorn.
My two month year old grabbing my hand, a “saving” icon to show your checkpoint has been passed, a sunny San Diego Father’s Day is everything to me,

which is that what I love.

One thing is inevitable in life. We all grow old.  No matter how many attempts have been made, like sleeping in strange hydrobolic chambers or bathing in a remote waterfall, ever lasting youth is unobtainable.  Youthful exuberance is more mental than physical.  As you grow older you start to approach life’s issues in a different manner. Adult problems take adult-like solutions, but (depending on when you were born), this doesn’t mean you grow up and have to start destroying all your old records, compact discs, or 8-tracks, (kids today don’t break records, they simply delete the songs from their iPod).

The last couple of days I’ve been feeling angst as adult problems are causing me mental anguish.  This is predominantly because of my work, for my personal life is filled with nothing but bliss at this current moment in time.  I am usually carefree when it comes to “clocking out” of work, but for some reason the last few days have been rather rough on me and taxing on my overall mood.  Now here I am on a Sunday night typing away as the words ease some of the pressure.

Home vs Work

Author's artistic depiction of the problem. Notice how one figure is re-joycing, while the other looks dejected.

I would like to say that my problem is with a co-worker or with an overbearing boss, but it’s not; the conundrum is far worse.  The problem is that my mind is fixated on work, even when I am at home. I am not getting paid to think about it, but for some reason my mind is running around, always thinking about work.  It’s a sick, sick thing; someone who is overwhelmed with work. The brain ceases to think for itself but is instead fixed on one goal…the job.

Luckily for me, Father’s Day weekend helped me take a step back as I played L.A. Noire and MLB the Show all weekend.  I spent time with my daughter, enjoying my first ever Father’s Day. I purchased Zelda 3D for the 3DS and took a retro-trip back to my N64 days. I had lost track of myself being overly involved with work, but after some time with family and spending time with my gaming roots, I had the greatest insight.  Your personal life is what brings you the greatest joys.

So this leads me to the problem, I’ve been trying to revamp a work process and instead of my calm ways, I took an overbearing approach.  It is a seemingly insurmountable problem that requires major changes and a team of individuals to all be on board. Do I continue in my nonchalant ways or take on a more controlling role at work?  Adults are supposed to be serious and enforce rules on the minions. I can go Kratos on all the knaves at work. For those who don’t know, Kratos is the God of War. He uses anger and wrath to beat down his problems.  Not all of life’s problems are solved by mashing them.  Some of them require you to use your mind, like when you play the classic NES game, Adventures of Lolo.

I am angry now, but I know when I clock into work, my usual calm self will direct my actions.  Good thing to, I am not so sure someone like Kratos would be a good manager.

If you have a problem at work, don’t be a jerk. Write a poem about it and move on. That’s what I say at least…

Until next time…

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