Awesome post. It has me thinking of how life has imitated art in my own reality. For instance, back in middle school, Final Fantasy 7 was my favorite rpg. I liked it so much, I would sit in the same area leveling up all day. Eventually I felt strong enough to move forward. It probably took me over 60 hours to beat the game. Meanwhile my brother had done it in probably 30 hours or less. And in the real world it seems to be the same way for us. He’s making moves and moving ahead, and I’m just mentally preparing or just waiting on something... like in the game, he’s just moving, and I’m just preparing. I guess it’s all good as long as I “finish the game”(get to the same place). Anyways, again, awesome post. Thinking of writing a small piece on similar things.