Grinding and leveling and building tall gyms for our clan…
“The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn. ” – Alvin Toffler
If Pokemon Go is ultimately not about leveling up or hoarding imaginary kawaii creatures, perhaps it’s about searching for something. And as in life, the most demanding searches are sometimes rewarded with the best results. Playing a game in a deserted virtual world in anticipation of others coming to join me, then, should result in me winning the Thai lottery. Amen.
Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time made you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older too
I’ve been walking around alone in this goddamn deserted game for so long, I’m having Bethesda hallucinations – and me without my trusty VATS-Enhanced Flaming Rolling Pin.
I am either the first or the last of my people. Covered 10 kilometers today and not a single creature or station… This is what happens when you sideload Pokemon Go in rural areas of countries not yet supporting the game. The only time I’ve seen another living creature was during the tutorial. I am the wanderer of the wasteland.
Kubota convertible with sunshade driving around town every day with no plates and hazards flashing.
As a side note, I know this gent and he’s more of a classic than all of the twenty-odd cars in his collection… He collects all of the cars that he wanted in his youth, but couldn’t afford. Never knew he wanted a rice tractor, tho.