I’m not sure what it is but the feeling I have about losing my hoodie and the thought of it is similar to going through a heartbreak. I’ll probably talk to a professional about this in the future but it does seem I tend to get quite attached to certain stuff :/
Wtf why didnt i finish my sentence.
Anyway, the trip itself was kinda bittersweet but the event was somewhat alright. Did 5-3 for main event, definitely should have gotten at least day 2 but had a major misplay against one of the matches early. To be fair, i expected myself to do way worse considering this is my first TCG in over 7 years. I cant say if I would do better if I took the game more seriously since I was feeling burnt out from grinding nearly daily since Set 3. But overall was glad I did somewhat alright.
That aside, I managed to met and connect with a lot of people as well as got my hands and a ton of goodies(WHICH WAS UNFORTUNATELY TAXED LATER fml).
Who knows, this might be the start of something great.
Overall, the past few months I feel like I’ve taken the time really really figure out what I’ve enjoyed doing and what I don’t enjoy doing. Went through the grinder in League, Riftbound and some editing projects behind the scenes.
I think I have a clearer idea of what to do in the next few months.
Rip my hoodie tho.