Addiction is a really powerful thing. It can sideline your current life patterns and suddenly you are in a vortex struggling to break out of it but are lured back.
While in Rome this past December, I noticed people playing Candy Crush on their phones on the subway… not to forget I had seen people playing it on the plane on the way to Europe and in the airports. I stood behind this guy on the Subway in Rome while heading to the Vatican and watched how the game was being played. Hmmm… looks interesting… I can crush stuff too!
Without much delay, I downloaded the game to my iPad while in Rome and I began to play. The quirky music, graphics and that sexy voice saying ‘Devine’ or ‘Sweet’. Makes me happy when this magical sexy voice suddenly approves of my moves… OOH OOH OOH… I’m not trying to make the game alluring now but you can see where my mind is headed.
While on Norwegian Cruise Lines, I was playing along. Other people were ‘crush’n candy and life is great! But then I got hooked! I eventually got to level 31 or 32 and I was stuck. I played hours and hours and hours and more hours just get by this level but it was totally kicking my butt. I was upset, but hooked to not let this game defeat me. Suddenly, that sexy voice isn’t so sweet but a hot tease waiting to be smacked in the face.
I got back from the cruise and tried and tried and tried. It would take me 4 weeks and by this time, I am a drone. I am crushing candy with no enthusiasm and frankly, ready to delete the game. Daniel was jumping up levels, even the level I was stuck on in a matter of minutes. It was during the Christmas Break that I was lying like a fool in bed, knowing I had tutorials to get done at 11 pm and playing this game. Without paying attention, I won the level and was really upset with myself. I was playing it without caring and I couldn’t even savour knowing it was the last move I would make.
Now that I got past this level, I was once again hooked and ready to ‘crush it some more!
Before New Years, I had a frightful thought which was turning into my reality. I was ‘hooked and not in a crochet sense. I was allowing this game to divert me from my responsibilities and personal goals I had. What am I doing? I’m crushing fake candy and feeling awesome about it. I thought… I’m going to break this habit, but just after a few more levels.
Thank gawd for Daniel. Daniel is up at level 108 and I am still in the 60’s somewhere… If I see another chocolate suddenly appear, I am going to blow a gasket. Daniel is crushing it, rubbing my face in it… and he ‘Choo Choo’s as his evil little train goes higher up the levels. I’m thinking the couch may make a great place for him to sleep.
Ticked off with another level that I am again stuck on for days, I just suddenly flipped my switch. I’m sitting there like a fool being satisfied with this game but have nothing to show for it. I’m back as a teenager when my mom was a crochet machine pumping out scarf after scarf after scarf and I am sitting mindless watching Star Trek The Next Generation. I have nothing to show for my hours and hours of time that I have invested into this game… other than a really bad attitude and a craving for red jelly beans!
I picked up my crochet hook once again and starting pumping out tutorial samples and trying new stitches. Again, I am satisfied and I’ve gone to my happy place… at least in the morning when I wake up that when I have stayed up too late and it’s crochet, there’s something fabulous of my dresser to show for my time. When playing Candy Crush… I would wake up and have a clean dresser and hours of wasting time in my past.
I’ve not been addicted to a computer game since Rollercoaster Tycoon. I was so hooked on this game that I would stay up all night not realizing that an entire night had gone by. I swear I wasn’t blinking and without my bladder reminding me to have a break, the nights would instantly go and I would be red eye in the morning… but I had a fabulous theme park with awards coming out the wahoo!
Crochet is my addiction which translates to my passion. It goes well beyond the cyber bringing our ideas from our brains to our hands and into a project. At the end, we have the ability to share ourselves through a finished project and to me… that is the ultimate addiction for me. The self gratification of tangible creativity that can make a tremendous difference in our lives and to those around us.