Turning My One-Bedroom Apartment Into An Arcade To Save My Sanity
As you might expect by someone who looks, sounds, and acts like me, I live alone. I’m lucky in that regard - not everyone is as fortunate as me. Which is really saying something that someone in their late 30s has to be ‘lucky’ to be able to use the bathroom whenever they want. Oh, the world of the future that we live in! What wonders shall it bestow us next?
But while I’m lucky enough for my weeping to be only heard by myself and thousands of roaches, my apartment isn’t particularly big. I live in New York City, where if you work hard and believe in yourself, you might get what’s best described as a 'fun-size' kitchen with a fridge that’s almost as big as the real thing. The place also doesn’t get much light. My apartment building is relatively large and horseshoe shaped - with my specific unit on the inside bottom corner of said horseshoe. In other words, I get hints of sun from approximately 11:35AM to 12:05PM. Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it.
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Throughout the first few years of my stay in that apartment, none of this was a big problem. In fact, it was kind of nice. I could go to work in the outside world and then return to my hovel in which I could play video games in complete shadow like our lord intended. Saturday morning cartoons? Saturday afternoon cartoons? Saturday night cartoons? It was all the same.
Like a lot of people, my job went remote during the pandemic. I’ve worked from home ever since. And it’s been fine. A lot of people, for a lot of reasons, need remote work to be able to give flexibility to lives that were essentially put in a blender. Others hate remote work because it deprives them of the ability to yell at
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