It never fails. I spend all day at work wishing I was at home playing a game. When evening comes around and I can sit down and play anything I want, nothing sounds like fun. Often this is just a case of wanting to do what I can’t, but sometimes it’s because of moodiness.
It’s a lesson I’ve learned before but seem to often have to relearn, and that’s to listen to my moods and not try to force activities. Some nights I’m very much into gaming in general or just a single specific game. Some nights I’m seized by the muse and just want to write or doing some world-building. Some nights I just want to read.
The problem is it always seems like when my mood shifts from an interest in gaming to something else, or from something else to gaming, that I miss the switch. So, I have nights like tonight where I’ve been sitting at my computer trying to find something to do. I’ve played thirty minutes of Minecraft (somewhat half-heartedly), patched up all of the MMOs that I have installed (but haven’t actually played any of them), poked around on Steam and Raptr, checked my email (three times), and caught up on all or my RSS feeds. It is only after wasting an hour, that I’m realizing my interest has shifted and what I really want to do is read a book.