I’ll admit I have a bit of a Peter Pan condition when it comes to growing up.
I’ve played games A LOT in my days. I still play them. A lot of the games I play involve strategy and thinking or a great deal of imagination.
Once such game in my younger days was the much Hated and Feared: Dungeons and Dragons.
I miss those days…it’s amazing fun to pretend you are someone else for 4 to 5 hours. Laugh, smile, talk and eat and drink things that are horrible for your health and figure.
I wrote this a while back as a tribute on FB to my many friends who played those games with me and with whom I still keep in touch.
Pencils, books and papers stained by
condensating drinks and ice.
Bits of crumbled potato chips
scattered amongst the dice.
Standing back to back we fight,
while seated on floors or chairs.
Consulting tomes of rules which tell,
If the battle is Ours or Theirs.
And after the fight we’ll make our way
To the place where brave deeds are said!
And smile as our laughter shakes the rafters,
Of the Tavern inside our heads!