I read a book on the early history of computer games called
Dungeons & Dreamers, which I think I posted about here at the time, but it's amazing how many of the first computer games, especially the RPGs were derived from Dungeons and Dragons, which in itself was derived from elements of tabletop wargaming.
So basically everything is derivative.
In any case, I spent some me time tonight...sitting in front of the air conditioner (it was warm enough that it actually wasn't weird despite it being November), reading, and then meditating and reflecting. For me, just the sound of the air conditioner and the feel of the cold air really helps relax me and puts me back in sync with life, but my thoughts actually drifted to my dad's old apartment that I would spend every other weekend at until I was 18. There were two units attached to the place that he worked...he was on the bottom and for most of the time the top unit was never used. Even after the place went out of business they let him stay in the apartment until the demolished the whole thing to put up a senior citizen center...which was a year or two after I stopped going there.
But what came to mind was just...the feeling that I would get there when he went to bed at night, like I had the run of the place. There was a small kitchen with this cheap faux-wooden table...he would leave the radio on in there at night, and I would change the station and either read or work puzzle books at night. I specifically remember
this song coming on a lot. Beside of it was the living room...with a godawful green leather couch on one side, and a recliner under one of those hangy lights beside an in-table on the other...then there was the tv in front of both, which never had anything on because he was too cheap to get cable so it was just local broadcast stations. And then the room beside that was...well, I've no clue what it was supposed to be, but practically it was the room with the phone in the corner where I would call my mom...when I got there, every morning, and every night.
I don't even know why that's what came to mind when I meditated and let my thoughts wander...maybe it was the feeling of peacefulness at night there, too. I think the night is peaceful in general, but over there I didn't have a computer to distract me (and yes, I hated that!)...who knows, lol.