Simply A Night Owl

I have found that I have a very addictive personality.  If you don’t believe that, then I invite you to go through every single post in this blog, map out my journey and come to your own conclusions.

There’s a game on Facebook that I have been playing since I first heard of its existence.  It’s called Mafia Wars.  The object of the game is simple, get experience to advance to the next level.  This is done by doing jobs, winning fights and building a large family.   As the game has progressed, its writers have added more and more to the game in order to keep it interesting and I, in my infinite capacity to be drawn into something like that, played right along with it.  I even tried to quit playing a few times only to find myself right back into the game the next week.   I played to the point where I spent money to get points to achieve more and allowed people who I didn’t even know to become “friends” just so I could add them to my family.

The other day as I was sitting here staring at my computer screen and playing, it occurred to me that it had reached the addiction level.  I would play before I went to bed and it was the first thing I did when I got up.   There were times when I would actually sit there and hit the refresh on my live feed so I could watch what my family was doing to see it I could get in there and assist them because it aided me in my climb up the  ladder.   Then I remembered that my primary reason for signing up for Facebook was that it was a method of staying in touch with friends.  It even actually has put me in touch with people I have not seen in years so as a tool for interaction, it has been invaluable.   I think though that is where it needs to stay.

My life has been in such a state of flux in the last year and there has been much that I have ignored simply because I have escaped into cyberspace; and Mafia Wars provided  a great way to escape.  Those days are over though and now it’s time to get back to priorities and to try and figure out exactly where I belong in this “real game” called life.   So if you want to interact with me, I’ll still be here and I’ll even still be around on my Facebook page.   I just won’t be living there anymore.

Off to the decompression chamber…