This past weekend, I made it through one of the big bosses in act 3 of Baulder’s Gate. I wept like a child over Karlach’s monologue about how she still feels empty after killing the guy who sold her to devils, and it didn’t change the fact that she was going to die. What’s the point of it all?
Okay so I cry about everything, but this year the thing that has made me cry the most (and most recently) is heated rivalry. Even on my umpteenth reheat. No shame, I just love that show and I’m often overwhelmed by the amount of love within the show, that went into making that show, and that people feel towards it. Genuine joy is such a hard thing to come by these days.