Some days are not so good, then some others are just bad. It’s okay to feel that way; these are unprecedented times we’re going through together.
And it’s okay to slow down during this time and not expect our lives to be as “productive” as it was before the pandemic. And it’s okay that things will never return to “normal” after this because hoping that life miraculously reverts to how it was in 2019 is an impossible dream.
It’s also okay to feel like there’s catching up to do once this is truly over. Yes, I think there will be a lot of life to catch up on and it’ll be a good chance to think of what is truly important in our lives. It’s okay to reprioritize different things and different people.
So it’s okay to just sit back and do whatever it takes for this to pass. Minutes will turn to hours and hours to days and days to weeks, and we will eventually cross the finish line. Then it’s okay to reflect back on these times and be glad that we were okay while we going through it.
It was 1985, and I remember we were hiding near the school library’s long, dusty corridor. I remember we had a couple of dices, scribbling numbers on some scraps of paper. I remember the DM describing a scene to us. I remember his lisp and I remember looking up a spell while someone kept watch in case a pesky librarian walked by. We were in the midst of the Satanic Panic of the 80s and growing up in a mission school made it doubly worse.
Fast forward to 2018. A friend in the office asked if I would like to join his group. I reluctantly rolled up 5th edition half-orc monk and that marked my return to the game.
Fast forward to April 2019 when my DM had to take a break and have a baby. I took the leap and started my own game as DM. I’m proud to say that I have more than 20 games as a DM under my belt.
I enjoy playing and DM’ing for many different reasons but there’s a big part of it that reminds me of my days in school, back in the simpler 1980s when the most complex thing in life is trying to figure out how many dice to roll for a critical hit.
This isn’t my first blog so I’m no stranger to putting strings of words out into the internet.
I moved here, with a clean slate, because I felt an overwhelming urge to start anew.
To me, writing is one of the most liberating and creative forms of expression, but I am still not really good at it. It’s just easier to find an excuse not to write, and believe me, I found plenty in the past.
Here’s to a new start, again. I hope you’ll find these random ramblings enjoyable, or the very least, bearable.
“One of the most amazing things that can happen is finding someone who sees everything you are and won’t let you be anything less. They see the potential of you. They see endless possibilities. And through their eyes, you start to see yourself the same way. As someone who matters. As someone who can make a difference in this world.”
– Susane Colasanti