I used to be absolutely obsessed with video games. Working at Gamestop for a year or so made me sick of the things, but there was a solid 14 years of my life that were completely dedicated to gaming. It didn't matter what genre, I was into all of them.
I maybe get the hankering to play them once a year or so, and I'll hunker down for two days and binge on a title, beat it, and then reminisce about how amazing it was until another 12 months pass by, and then I binge on another title down the line.
And my favorite part about certain game titles is the instant trip down memory lane that starts when you fire a game up. If you start playing that familiar Punch-Out theme, I start to remember laying down on my living room floor, feet in the air, trying to perfectly time the gut-punch against Bald Bull.
The folks over at Muchgames surveyed 2000 gamers and asked them what their most beloved and hated video games were. Super Mario World took the top spot, a title that's seen so many different releases and iterations on tons of different consoles that it's ubiquity spans generations.
I'd dream of fantasy and adventure, too, if I spent eight hours a day worrying about the amount of commission I'd get on a sweater.
Finding a handwritten note pressed between the pages of a book, or in the pocket of some secondhand clothing you purchased, or tucked away in some part of a house you recently moved into, is almost always an exciting find. The fact that someone took time to pen their thoughts and feelings down and then hide them away is super cool. It gives you a personal look into someone's thoughts, especially if it's a note that wasn't intended to be read by anyone else.
It's even better when the note is a blast from the past, because then you're getting some legit first-hand history from an actual person, not some lame lecture on the Louisiana Purchase or news articles on the first World War.
Maybe it's because so few people actually write anything by hand anymore, but even finding notes written just the other day feels special. Sure it's a bit voyeuristic to read a note meant for someone else, but, hey, if they didn't want someone reading it, maybe they shouldn't have written it down in the first place.
Whatever, I refuse to feel bad for looking at found notes.