A few months ago I was having trouble sleeping. I reach for my DS, and Contra 4. I figure that it couldn’t hurt, I’d blast some aliens and squash my insomnia. Essentially, I’d take the spread shot to my thoughts and leave myself ripe for slumber.
That really wasn’t meant to happen, however. Contra 4 is not really conducive to sleeping well, it seems. I was engaged, I was intent, I had to clear it. I couldn’t just leave myself represented as a grease spot, catching the reflection of my assailants in my splattered fluids.
I just couldn’t leave good enough alone. I ended up rolling the game, excitement building during that final assault on the Harvest Yard. I was vindicated, but I had done precisely the opposite of what I set out to do.
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