"Love" is like wrapping a warm blanket, fresh from the dryer, around your body and snuggling up with a cup of hot cocoa. It makes you feel toasty inside, ready to take on the world. It's infectious, those around you feel the warmth and bask in your dedication. It radiates... brings smiles and giggles of joy. You can't help but ooze happiness.
Alas, "Love" can slowly creep across the threshold into the realm of "Obsession" without you ever knowing it. One day those around you feel your joy and reciprocate it ten-fold, the next they'll blow off your happiness as delirium and shed pity on you for your lack of the world as a whole. "He's obsessed, it's so sad" there eyes seem to say. No more the celebration of excitement for your passion. Now, those around you become apathetic to your rants about the compulsion. They no longer care, but as the fixation gets its claws buried deeper, you begin to recede. Who cares? It's mine. My private escape. That warm blanket and cup of hot cocoa are still wrapped tight, but obsession wraps it tighter and keeps the cups coming. And coming. You can't imagine taking the blanket off or running out of cocoa. In fact, let's mix some Red Bull in with the chocolate so you can stay awake and enjoy more time... in the blanket...
"Obsession" begot "Addiction". Slowly (but surely), the obsession will once again evolve into the the next step in the downward spiral. The next thing you know, the blanket is so tight and hot, your feverish and can barely breathe. The cups of hot cocoa gave way black coffee and cigarettes. There's a voice in your head, contemplating life without the blanket... without the coffee. As certain as the sun will rise and set, so shall you die without your fix. You can't admit it, but no matter what you do to break away, you MUST return. You've reached rock bottom.
There's no where to go but up. It's a good thing too, because at this point you've conquered every course, bought every car you want or need and have dominated the game to a point where playing has become mind-numbing... second nature. The challenge is lost. Boredom creeps in and your playing time slowly heeds to a return of daily living. That is until you catch wind of the new release coming soon. "In the spring you say? New cars and courses? Better game play and improved handling? I can't wait!" You go back to the closet in your mind and dig out your old blanket. It's so warm and a cup of cocoa sure sounds good right about now...
Coming Soon - Part 2 of 3
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