Currently I am locked in a race to build a spaceship before Hiawatha the Iroquois chief nukes me. I have no aluminium or uranium with which I can build units to protect myself. I fear all is lost. I also feel like nobody but me cares about this, or that I have felt genuine grievance for every denunciation and declaration of war put against me by the AI, or that despite my best efforts my citizens seem to love being unhappy. I'm not even on the hardest setting. Shocking.
Indeed it would appear I'm addicted to Civilisation 5, have spent a very long time playing it now, steam might even be able to tell me (if i could pluck up the courage to save and quit) since I bought it, I may have tried before I bought but that's a whole other kettle of discussion. I find it difficult to believe that I can become quite so addicted to such immaterial things so easily yet time and time again I go through 'phases' to which I may as well be nailed to the subject.
These things drive me to staying up till ungodly hours of the night and generally dropping into unhealthy lifestyles, but then, I reflect on how bad it is for me but I have to remind myself, this is home and what else is there do to.
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