highmonkey

So I spent last week in Vegas at our big industry trade show. Surprisingly...nay...shockingly, the game is a complete hit. The accolades, and support, that we were shown there was literally baffling and I came home thinking I should feel on top of the world. It was vindication, and validation, on something that-- let's face it-- I didn't know would be genius or guano.

So, the weird part, is that I'm shocked at how unexcited I really am. All things considered, I should be bouncing off the fucking walls...but instead my uncle, who was visiting last night, had to literally drag the good news and details out of me and my time is spent contemplating the greater implications of my life to this point.

It's probably because I'm at a crossroads. My life, which has sucked more, caused me more pain, and provided more degredation the last 4 years than I ever imagined my life could, may finally be taking a turn for the better. But instead of turning cartwheels and pounding prairie fires I'm pondering the greater implications of it all and thinking about the rather unbelievable and often dire road that brought me here.

I guess it's normal...but I feel guilty that I don't feel less guilty.