>>4083526 (lb)

I've been following along and I have to tell you its' strange to read someone else write out a story that is so similar to mine.

Psychologically I go in and out of your head space - the stifling social atmosphere is an increasingly small prison. There's nothing to do but wait and I don't want to wait right here in this stew of psy war and gray block buildings.

And then last night I went to bed, closed my eyes and onto my mental movie screen appeared Jesus Christ, holding out his hand to me and laughing.

I thought "what? what's he so happy about?"

He seemed to be saying that it's just a game so why did I feel like I had to just wait around? Why did I have to feel stifled? This is the grand moment that most people never get … most adults never get to just play.

Anon I hope you can decide to play.