I am recently obsessed with Myst. When we got our first computer when I was about 7, my dad bought the original Myst and loved it. He played it all the time while my brother and I watched him and added in our (useless) suggestions for a puzzle. This is a great memory for me for a few reasons: 1. I've never seen my dad play ANY other video game of any kind. 2. I really looked up to my dad when he solved puzzles that were far beyond my comprehension level. He was like a superhero.
I don't remember if he ever finished the game, but sometime after he stopped playing I tried it. And failed.
Anyways, I was remembering this the other week and decided I should try again. So I got Myst II and III (they sell them insanely cheap) and apparently I am still not clever enough for the game. Either way, it's fun, and if I mess around with the puzzles enough they seem to work out. Another plus, they are incredibly escapist which allows me a small amount of time when I'm not full of anxiety.
Crap, I was going to write something else. What the hell was it...
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