The Horrifying Pain Of A Middle Aged Cartoonist
My kids want me to hang out all day and play video games with them. ButI am not a teenager anymore and I’ve got work that must be done.
I’ve got so many irons in the fire that sadly I just don’t have time to do all the things that I would like. I’ve got to pick and choose because every spare hour is infinity precious. I would love to play Minecraft and build giant block worlds to amuse myself. But it is a horrible horrible time sink. I just can’t do it.
And it’s that knowledge that I no longer have the free time of youth that the last piece of childlike innocence I had died.
That’s it, I’m dead inside now, because I don’t have time to play Minecraft.