Now that I’m graduated from school, I find myself in a position eerily similar to the beginning of Fallout 3.
After having lived within the comfortable confines of a giant bomb shelter for the last 21 years of my life, I now emerge in a new wasteland of endless opportunities. Rather than treat the situation with a kind of dole-eyed awe reserved for first-time visitors to Disneyland, I am simply paralyzed. Fallout 3 may not be the most apt analogy for what I’m feeling right now since I was bored to tears with it after one hour of play but the feeling is remarkably similar. When the possibilities stretch out towards the horizon, sometimes all you want to do is stay still and admire the sight.
At least until you realize that staying still doesn’t pay the bills.
