The past two months have been one of the most incredible, amazing, depressing, satisfying, upsetting, enlightening, and wild experiences of my life. Why, you ask? I can't tell you... but I will anyways, and you can fill in the blanks for yourself.
I've just spent the better portion of two months (which you can interpret to mean, nearly all my waking hours, and a many of the sleeping hours, too) working on my first video game, and it's something unlike anything I've ever been involved with. I've just recently become reacquainted with my family, have seen the sunlight from somewhere besides the office, and have actually had time to (omigod) go shopping, go to the beach, and mow the lawn. (Our landlord pointed out that I hadn't cut the grass, and it was starting to look "a little shaggy". He was politely understating the obvious.)
So. What do I think about this? In short, it sucked. But it was my first, so I had no idea what to expect. On the upside, I've done something that I've dreamed about for years, and I'm actually looking forward to doing it again. And if things improve (as they appear to be doing), then I may just keep at this for a while. I truly love what I'm doing right now, I just need to figure out how to keep reality (and my family) within reach.
