Spending a month with my sister’s PC didn’t make me a worse enthusiast—it made me a better one.
Three weeks ago, my custom gaming rig decided it had had enough. A dramatic pop, the smell of burnt optimism, and suddenly my RTX 3080 was a very expensive paperweight. spending a month with my sister pc
Here’s the part I didn’t expect: I started enjoying the slowness. Spending a month with my sister’s PC didn’t
I learned to close things. To commit. To focus on one task at a time. It was infuriating. It was also… productive? the smell of burnt optimism
Spending a month with my sister’s PC didn’t make me a worse enthusiast—it made me a better one.
Three weeks ago, my custom gaming rig decided it had had enough. A dramatic pop, the smell of burnt optimism, and suddenly my RTX 3080 was a very expensive paperweight.
Here’s the part I didn’t expect: I started enjoying the slowness.
I learned to close things. To commit. To focus on one task at a time. It was infuriating. It was also… productive?