time traveling

I’m a little late to the party, but I finally finished Life is Strange not too long ago. I’m a sucker for nostalgia and feels and choices and all that, and I’ve mentioned before that narrative/story driven games were my favorite ones. So, the game hit me pretty hard in all the right places, and I enjoyed thinking about how it made me felt and how I related to it in my own past. How would I change my own past, if at all? If I had any sort of time traveling power, I think I’d be too afraid to use it. I’d be too afraid to lose whatever present I have now, that I worked hard to gain, despite being given the choice to make things “better.” And yet, I would enjoy revisiting old times again and again, just to feel again how I felt back then. Because I do that even now- searching through old diaries, old photos, old music, time traveling in my own way. Too often for maybe the regular amount for someone my age, like a bad habit.


Funny enough while I was playing through and finishing up the game, I had a series of strange and coincidental occurrences happen in the last week.

I somehow randomly found my old internet chat/RP group from way back when I was a freshman in high school (lol, like 10 years ago?) and did some internet sleuthing. I found them and got connected again, to see how things were. I was welcomed back in the group and scrolled through the mindless chatter and clever jokes- like nothing had changed. I got a teeny bit emotional and amused at how much they remembered of high-school, internet-persona me.

I suddenly ran into someone from years past while walking down the street toward downtown. A stranger from a time once past and a different world now, an 18 year-old me coming of age. I was on my iPod, earbuds in, when it happened and this frikken song from Life is Strange was playing too clearly and too fittingly (seriously wow wth)- I wish I made that up, but it happened. I was unsure how to handle it. And a little annoyed at how surreal of a moment it was.

Facebook keeps doing this thing where it brings up past photos of my dancing from 4, 5, 6 years ago and asks me if I want to share these old memories, again and again. Every time I see a photo, I think about it all over again. How things have changed for me, as a dancer and a person!!

A neighborhood wandering cat that my dad fed consistently passed away yesterday. It looked like got hit in the middle of the street in front of my house. I had just discovered it on my way walking home, and it looked fresh. I think I was the first to see it. We’re pretty sad about it. What kind of an omen is THAT?

From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, a new word I randomly came across on the web the other day, that resonated a little more than I expected:

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Just a few poignant moments that come in waves, that choose to come in spectacular phases in life, that probably mean nothing but mean so much at the same time, as the way life usually does. Anyway… I really enjoyed Life is Strange, and am looking to be inspired by games similar to it! Other titles off the top of my head that I enjoyed in a similar vein: The Stanley Parable, Bioshock Infinite, The Beginner’s Guide, To the Moon. I’ve heard of: Oxenfree (though I’m not good with horror), Firewatch, Heavy Rain. Other recommendations?

Also, did a ton of dancing and competing lately. It’s been great. Fun photos and thoughts on those to come!

March 7, 2016 - 3:56 pm | Comments