
It’s interesting how our preferences adapt as we get older. When you’re in your 20’s it’s all about socialising, late nights and alcohol induced comas. Well I imagine that’s what it was like. Replace “socialising” with barricading oneself in their room playing Dragon Quest and GTA, and you have some insight into my tragic Weekend sabbaticals. The same is true of the games we play. As an adult, much of my time is divided between work commitments and supporting my family, as well as the domestic responsibilities required when I’m not working. So very little time is reserved for the simple pleasures of gaming, beyond the fleeting evening excursions after the family has gone to sleep. So it’s important that you settle on a fitting game that will satisfy your needs, maximize your limited time and all without compromising your own requirements for rest.
Which is why I often find myself reverting back to the games that induce that reassuring comfort that appeases my restive mind. And I think my preferences as an adult really reflect where I am in my life. In my younger, less grey more viril days, I could roam the virtual, dragon infested pastures of “Generic Fantasy Named World” with impunity. Or survive in a nihilistic post apocalyptic environment, ravaged by humanity’s self-destructive hubris. Now, fatigued by a physically and mentally demanding job, exasperated by the added delight of children, much of my gaming habits are limited by the infrequency as well as limitations of afforded time. Many of my choices are motivated by the mitigation of the tension exerted by the day. It’s the games that seem to incorporate the mundane tasks that are some of the most effective.
Nothing promotes the alleviation of stress with such effortless speed as a game like “Power Wash Simulator”. There’s an inherent contentment from the completion of such mundane tasks. An almost meditative balm from the simple act of cleansing the encrusted dirt that has accumulated on the door frame of a house. It’s a similar sense of satisfaction I get from maintaining my island in “Animal Crossing”, that is perpetually beset by invasive weeds and stray branches. When a game devolves into nothing more than garden maintenance or spray washing a grubby patio, two domestic responsibilities I despise doing outside of virtual environments, I think you really have to begin questioning how you got to this stage in a hobby. But conversely feel encouraged that despite tastes, mood or age demographic, that there will almost certainly be a game to scratch that seemingly interminable itch. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a toilet to clean.


