I'm in a gaming drought. It's true. Not that I'm much of a gamer to begin with, but I like to rotate around with my hobbies. And right now it's crocheting and knitting's turn. I'm absolutely obsessed... this week I worked on or finished a baby blanket (my friend's in her 2nd trimester), plush bunny, baby washclothes, and dog sweater.
Unfortunately, it makes me feel really bad for leaving Monster Hunter and Rune Factory 2 on the shelves. I'm usually all about starting 1 game and sticking with it until completion, but my heart's not into games right now. K, on the other hand, thoroughly enjoys bouncing around between titles, like deciding what dessert you're in the mood for after dinner. He's totally the type who would pick up a 5, 10, 15-year-old game just for the nostalgia factor. I mean, over Christmas, he started and finished Metroid I for the 200th time (at this point, he's got every move memorized so it only takes a couple of hours).
Me, I've never been one for dwelling on memories. Whenever I finish some big chapter in my life (high school, college, moving to a new state), nary a teardrop can be found on my cheek because I'm already looking forward to the next great adventure. While I don't mind re-reading a favorite novel, replaying video games to me feels like remaking a scarf I just finished. Why go through all that effort again? ^_~