there's an unfathomable strength in sharing the ways in which you perceive yourself as powerless. there's an unspeakable heartbreak in playing out a routine while learning and understanding the ways in which the routines of someone's life have been ruptured and distorted, in feeling the ways that the very ground beneath someone can literally and figuratively fall apart. sometimes a piece of art speaks so plainly and honestly about its creator's life, that it helps you realise how much there is left to know about them - maybe it's not for you to know at all. sometimes life makes you want to cry and scream for comfort and closeness, and equally makes you want to just bring yourself in closer, protecting yourself from the world and the world from yourself. i loved this game. i knew I would.