you know that moment in witcher 3 when geralt and yennefer are at kaer trolde after the feast in skellige and yennefer invites him to her room, but instead i chose to stay downstairs drinking and reminiscing with lambert? so ….obviously the scene with yennefer never happened.
i finished the game with the ciri ending, which was technically the good ending, but i remember being genuinely devastated because i wanted to end up with yennefer. i was obsessed with her. the game yennefer obviously not damned show.
afterward i went on youtube and spent hours and hours watching all the different choices throughout the game and i was dumbfounded by how much i missed simply because i was dillydallying, even though deep down i already knew exactly what i wanted.
and then it hit me how much of real life i probably missed the exact same way. choosing parties, money, work, distractions, whatever… instead of actually moving toward the thing i knew i wanted.
i stared at the ceiling good couple of hours after i finished the game. and you know i still did fuckall about it then. or did i …
now when i look at my life, i realize i’m nothing but intentional.
what a fckn game that was.
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