Ready player one

I have many conflicted feelings about this book, I love the idea of a fantasy world that your mind is the limit-ish (let's don't count gaming experience restrictions set up by the particular activities in Oasis), but hate the why people love this same idea.

The Oasis is an infinite, amazing playground, it may be a shelter because you're having a bad time, it may be a way to get distracted of how your boss treated your that one meeting or it could mean that the real world just isn't enough for you. We're not that far from getting there, it's not that visible but people have gotten to that point, people spending thousands of dollars in Candy Crush, people more worried about their Second Life's dog than their real life pug, or people dying due to a burnout playing League of Legends or World of Warcraft... all of these great games, to be honest, but with that greatness comes a great vulnerability and ease for people prone to addictions.

Still out of this idea, I wish sometime we're able to have this gameplay experience in real life haha. I tend to dive very deep into games, but thankfully my responsibilities have overcome every time, and feeding my real life dog.

Hope I live one day to live in Oasis and drive a DeLorean in Vulcan while having sidekicks from my favourite pop characters.