You play the sims. You haven’t played it in ages. You remember playing it as a kid.
You play the sims. You do nothing for the next two days but play the sims. You eat, you play, you sleep. You play the sims.
You met god in a parking lot. You cannot remember what he said. He spoke to you for two hours. You will never be the same, yet you cannot remember how you felt. A piece of your soul has left you and it will never return.
You go to work, you talk to friends, you close your laptop. You don’t think about the sims again. Someone mentions it in passing, you chuckle to yourself. “The sims? I haven’t played that game in years.”
You play the sims.













