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      I daydream all too often. It often loses meaning to me after a while. I can only be excited for so long before it's not exciting anymore. Only be thrilled if it's new. Can only be happy if it's getting better. I love thrills, fear, motivation. But after a while I lose that sense of enjoyment.
       I've been playing a fun game called "Spelunky", where every game is different and you never know the layout of the level. I'd get so excited because I never knew what was next, that my game could be over at any time and then I'd have to start over again. But today, when the game got intense, I turned blank. I was sweaty and nervous, but I didn't feel nervous. Like I was just watching everything play out before I moved a finger. The same thing happens with me in chess. It becomes habbit.
        I hate things becoming habbit. Everything clicks, everything works no matter how complicated it gets, if you do it enough it becomes natural. I joined debate for the thrill, because I was nervous. That nervous went away. I played chess because it made me feel stupid, no it doesn't. I played Spelunky not because it was fun but because I sucked. I hate when things become habbit.
         Things aren't shiny and new. Pointy and sharp. Dangerous or thrilling. I get bored. I love change, passion, and anything different. I love reading because it's always a twist. It's always moving. That's why I love meeting new people. Playing cards. Or learning something new. Those things stay shiny and new, they're always a thrill.
         Thank you for reading my little shpeal. I love writing, but only when I think of something. And damn are the words flowing from the pen today.