Today’s post is a little longer than my usual target of 1400-1600 words (I typically allow it to balloon up to 1700 if there’s dialogue), so please be brutally honest about this post in regards to my rambling. Is it too much? Or do I deliver what needs to be said without completely boring the reader to death?
Since the restructure involved me eating my own dog food, it stood to
reason that I needed to take advantage of the time-off kickback I
granted to my Elite. But not just closing up a laptop, and then
re-opening it somewhere else – I’m talking about the kind of time-off
that warrants full disconnection. The concept of a vacation devoid
of any gaming was shamefully bizarre. Think of it. A trip free of
frantically setting up a computer on my father’s coffee-table, filling
some spot in a raid because nobody else was available. For the first
time in four years, my trip up north would be sans World of Warcraft.
I’d earned it. And I needed it.But first, there was some business to attend to.