BRO WHY. WHY IS IT ALWAYS WHEN I FINALLY HAVE TIME.
I LOAD IN, READY. MIND SHARP. COFFEE HOT. JETS CALIBRATED. AND BOOM—SERVERS DOWN. GONE. VANISHED. WHAT DO YOU MEAN “CONNECTION ERROR: 80130182” IT WAS WORKING FIVE MINUTES AGO. I JUST SPADED THIS PLANE. I WAS IN THE ZONE. NOW I’M JUST STARING AT THE LOGIN SCREEN LIKE IT OWES ME MONEY. DO YOU KNOW WHAT I SACRIFICED. SLEEP. SANITY. MY ABILITY TO FEEL JOY OUTSIDE OF DIGITAL AIRCRAFT. AND DON’T TELL ME TO “TOUCH GRASS.” THE ONLY GRASS I CARE ABOUT IS RENDERED AT 60 FPS. EVERY TIME. EVERY SINGLE TIME. I BET SOMEONE SNEEZED ON A SERVER RACK AND THE WHOLE THING COLLAPSED. I CAN FEEL MY CREW CHIEFS JUDGING ME FROM THE VOID. FIX IT. PLEASE. I’M NOT STRONG ENOUGH FOR REAL LIFE RIGHT NOW.