As I leave the gym for the third time this week, feeling accomplished and satisfied with my routine, I began pondering why I torture myself this way. While seeing the weights grow progressively heavier and the amount of torture I can endure before I'm throwing in the towel is all a big party of joy, working out in and of itself is, to put it lightly, a grind. You go in day after day to do the same thing over and over again in the hopes that you'll eventually be strong enough to take down that last boss.. I mean lift heavier weights and lose some excess body fat. But my job is demanding physically and I need to keep in some sort of shape if my body is going to cope with that.

But life doesn't end there and neither does this editorial. We all have our interests, or as I would like to call them; specialization competence. And we all do our best to keep up with those things by altering variables in our life. Such as how much we read, how much we work out or how much we socialize (among other things). One day you'll meet someone within your specialization that actually out-ranks you and that is the day when you, if you're truly into it, will try to.. level up.

In a social situation there are a ton of variables to account for, such as looks, charisma, base value, situational value, and so on. For example, your base value is how much attention you will draw by default as a person. The situational value will change according to whether you are someone in the center of attention (such as your birthday), not center of attention or somewhere in between. But you can also alter all of this by yourself and how you choose to carry yourself in those situations. Basically, we need to adapt to the situation and figure out a good strategy for that particular map, as no map is identical.

While there is a lack of prompts coming up, your life is filled with qick time events. Quick! Behind you! See? No? Damn. Nevertheless, there are a ton of situations where we will react by instinct instead of some planned out ordeal like the situation above. Sometimes you just need to do something quick and without thinking. Like earlier when I tried to warn you about the Vikings behind you trying to pillage your apartment. But alas, you were too slow and now they've kidnapped your last beers.

And so my drink keeps slowly coming to an end, but my question to you all is this; ever think of life as a game? And if you have, did your view of reality chance in any way? Why do some of us accept grinding in a game but we don't want to work for anything in real life? Why do we aspire to play 'life simulators' when life itself is pretty damn advanced. So advanced in fact, you could theoretically do anything and go anywhere if you truly wanted to.