There's always something therapeutic about cracking open a fresh game case. The satisfying snap of plastic, the shimmer of a pristine disc reflecting light, and that unmistakable new-game scent. Oh yeah, nothing beats the smell of plastic.

That was my "addiction" before the PS5 Pro era.

But things change. Fast forward to post PS5 Pro and Black Myth Wukong release, it made me realise the landscape has shifted. The convenience click, download, play and no more driving to the store to grab a copy.

Yet I find myself conflicted. The PS5 Pro disc drive situation feels almost like a relic from the past—available, but bonkers in its rarity and price.

The future is digital. I see it, I feel it (for quite sometime to be honest), and sometimes I hate it but I had to embrace it. Deep down inside, I know I still love the smell of plastic.

I'm still on the bench of wanting to grab a physical disc copy of Monster Hunter Wilds or just download the digital version this month end.