Just recently, I walked past Orange CC and I saw a guy, probably around 30-40 years old, sitting there playing GTA IV. He was driving around in the game, hitting pedestrians, shooting people — the usual chaotic stuff. I could see because he played in on the PC just next to the CC door so from outside i could see very clear.

And suddenly, I was hit with a wave of nostalgia. I remembered my school days — coming home after class, having lunch cooked by my mom, then heading straight to my PlayStation. No commitments, no stress, no money problems, no deadlines. Just a full stomach and hours of gaming ahead. I was just a kid, free from the weight of the world.

And now, maybe that guy I saw at the CC was trying to relive that same feeling — to escape for a while, to have fun with nothing on his mind.

Sometimes, we’re not just playing games. We’re chasing memories — pieces of a simpler time when life felt lighter, and happiness came easy.