Dear Minecraft
I’m writing you to tell you about what a great time we’re having together. Although you’re very quiet, or well… you’re basically completely silent, this is not a bad thing. I have a history of playing games that let me decide what will happen, I might even prefer it this way.
We plan out all these projects together, or well… I plan them and you listen. Then we build them.. or well, I build them and you watch. In fact when we’re together, I do all the talking. Remember - I don’t mind, it’s nice having someone sit and listen to you for days on end.
This game is all about me - me me me.
Every block I break up to put down again, makes it mine - mine mine mine.
There’s one thing that concerns me though: There might come a time, where I run out of things to say, become exhausted and uninspired, and you will not be able to carry on the conversation on your own. I know this day will come eventually, and right now, I wish it never would. But I know that day will be the day you go from being the attentive and non-judgemental friend I adore, to just kind of boring.
Don’t worry, there’s a difference between boring and forgettable, you’re only the former, not the latter. I promise the time we spent together will be framed in all the snapshots I took:
Right now, I’ll close my eyes and live like our friendship will last forever.
Your blissfully ignorant friend
- Virtua Lee
Gordon Calleja
