I miss being able to sit down, play a videogame, and feel like I'm going on an adventure. I don't have that anymore. Where did it go? I struggle so much to just do that: Sit down and play. I think so much internet fucked up my dopamine receptors, so I struggle to even do that (and let alone things like reading manga).
And it's not even like I don't want to, it's just that I've been doing this crap for years, and it's not like there's any real enjoyment. Addiction isn't enjoyment, it's just the illusion of it- and time flies by, anyway, and you realise you just waste day after day on stuff you probably don't even care about.
The Zelda games were that to me. When I was 11, I would wake up at 6 am on Summer just to play Twilight Princess... for only an hour, because that's all my mother allowed back then. And I fucking loved it. I would also get sucked into an adventure like The Minish Cap, which was only a GBA game, but it still managed to create that magical atmosphere for me.
Literally my life.