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Ain’t No Need To Complicate It, We Both Know That’s Overrated

Three posts into my first round blogging The Arcade, and somehow we’ve gone from sitting in a classroom, to having a pillow fight, to ending up out on a farm. There hasn’t exactly been a logical path from one photo to the next, but I think that’s becoming one of my favorite things about this round. I get a collection of things in front of me, start playing around with them, and eventually we end up somewhere I probably wasn’t expecting when I started.

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I Hate Accidents, Except When We Went From Friends To This, Uh Huh, That’s Right

Well, that didn’t take long. A couple of days ago I was writing my first official post for The Arcade, sending Mackenzie back to school, and wondering what I was going to find when I started digging through everything else waiting for me from the September round. Apparently the answer was a bedroom, a bunch of plants, some mushrooms, and an excuse for the two of us to have a pillow fight. I’d say we’re off to a fantastic start.

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You Knew What You Wanted, And, Boy, You Got Her, Brand New, Full Throttle

Some events in Second Life have been around long enough that they really don’t need an introduction, and The Arcade is definitely one of them. Even if you’ve never stood there clicking away and telling yourself one more pull before doing six more, chances are you know exactly what The Arcade is. For a lot of us who have been around Second Life for any length of time, gachas became their own little culture inside the larger one.

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When Your Bridge Is Burned And You Can’t Find A Quiet Mile

Lately, I’ve found myself coming back to ordinary moments for reasons I can’t quite explain. I don’t think I’ve accidentally missed some of the most important moments in my life because I wasn’t there. I think I’ve missed them because my attention was somewhere else.

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‘Cause I Don’t Need Boxes Wrapped In Strings

The last three years have already taught me that some of life’s best chapters begin before we realize they’re chapters at all. We don’t get to read ahead. We just keep turning the page, trusting that one day we’ll look back and realize another ordinary moment quietly became something unforgettable. Three years ago, simple messages were sent without having any idea how much of my life it would eventually change.

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