Hours and days and years playing with a yo yo and hacky-sack, and still I believed that a high could last, that there's something to achieve, that new energy can be created, that hedonic adaptation need not apply to me, and also, thinking that without this belief, the game would not be worth playing!

So this inflation of bigger, more, higher, louder, which as a novelty was all right, but which also was inherently numbing and degrading and destructive and made me forget that the whole thing that excited and energized me in the first place was the SUBTLETY. the nonchalance. The humble condescension of sharing your bit of mastery of the given (and embraced) parameters, ostensibly reluctant while subconsciously exultant