This month, I feel like a computer game character racing down a path with no option to stop or turn back. I'm barreling headlong, staying as alert as I can for enemies, roadblocks, potholes or explosions.
I wish I wasn't running this particular course. It's like an insidious Boss level where you KNOW the creature you are facing is dangerous even though from an outsider's point of view he doesn't look so. People around are watching and wondering what the outcome will be.
I'm hardly any good whatsoever at this game - in fact it is my first time on this course. I know what my character's abilities are, it's just that I'm still learning to use them. Basically, I'm bluffing. I wonder if the creature I'm facing off against knows that. Sometimes, I think he does. Other times, I imagine that I pulled off the last stunt pretty well and maybe I will survive the whole grueling course. In my mad dash I'm forever jumping hurdles, swiping at the bonus points dangling above my head, and just hoping I see the next obstacle in time to dodge it. So far, I'd say I've been making it but that only makes me more tense. I really, really don't know if I can keep this up. Throw me a curve ball and it is all too likely that I will be taken down in ignominious defeat. It wouldn't be so bad if it was just me, but this is one of those games with a mission. If I get eaten by the big baddie, the consequences could be dire.
Note to self: sincerity is the most important thing. If I can fake that, I've got it made.
I wish I wasn't running this particular course. It's like an insidious Boss level where you KNOW the creature you are facing is dangerous even though from an outsider's point of view he doesn't look so. People around are watching and wondering what the outcome will be.
I'm hardly any good whatsoever at this game - in fact it is my first time on this course. I know what my character's abilities are, it's just that I'm still learning to use them. Basically, I'm bluffing. I wonder if the creature I'm facing off against knows that. Sometimes, I think he does. Other times, I imagine that I pulled off the last stunt pretty well and maybe I will survive the whole grueling course. In my mad dash I'm forever jumping hurdles, swiping at the bonus points dangling above my head, and just hoping I see the next obstacle in time to dodge it. So far, I'd say I've been making it but that only makes me more tense. I really, really don't know if I can keep this up. Throw me a curve ball and it is all too likely that I will be taken down in ignominious defeat. It wouldn't be so bad if it was just me, but this is one of those games with a mission. If I get eaten by the big baddie, the consequences could be dire.
Note to self: sincerity is the most important thing. If I can fake that, I've got it made.
