adulthood is cool sometimes
adult life usually sucks, but it's cool every now and then. i had a revelation a few weeks ago.
adult life usually sucks, but it's cool every now and then. i had a revelation a few weeks ago.
i don't know how i ended up seeing a video for a switch game on my phone: tiny bookshop. if you know me, you'll understand why the urge to play was so disproportionate. i was totally bummed because i didn't have a switch and couldn't play.
i never had consoles when i was little. i remember playing some games on the computer, and at some point the three kings brought us (my sister and me) a ps2, but we didn't play much. i've always defined myself as someone who doesn't play video games, and that's why, when i saw the switch game, i automatically thought: f***, i can't play that.
the game popped up again a couple more times (the algorithm knows) and i still had that same feeling from when i was a kid: wanting something and not being able to have it. until, in a moment of lucidity, i had the revelation: i'm an adult with a job and i can buy a switch whenever i want.
well, it happened. one monday in september, during my lunch break at work, i went to mediamarkt and took a switch home. just like that. it's crazy how internalized some of our beliefs are, many of them limiting. but it's over now. no one can come and tell me i can't have a console anymore. (this is what i call maturing.)
i've thought of making a list of other moments when adult life is cool:
falling asleep on the sofa nice and cozy because no one's sending me to bed
eating ice cream and chocolate whenever i want
not eating things i don't like
deciding when i deserve things
having breakfast for dinner (the best)
not making the bed
watching series for as long as i want
buying things i won't use without anyone saying anything (exactly what will happen with the switch)
while writing this, i realize that the only one judging me now when i do all this is myself. i sound like i'm being my own mother. in a few weeks, when the switch is sitting there gathering dust, i'll think: my mom was right (and that's exactly why we never had one).
- jú.