Retro Gaming

This morning, my playlist unexpectedly started playing a melody. I froze. Suddenly, without warning, I was that kid again - on that warm summer night, staring in disbelief at the screen of my Amiga as a Caribbean island appeared and the music began. That music.

The warm air drifted in through the open window, the game box lay open on the closed lid of the record player, and as the images came to life, the poetry of that island, its music, and its atmosphere felt truly real. A box, a few floppy disks, an Amiga, and a boy dreaming. Almost 34 years have passed since that day, yet it remains one of my clearest memories.

It’s clear because The Secret of Monkey Island wasn’t just a game - it was a dream, a promise my parents made if I achieved certain goals, goals I worked hard to reach. It was a moment of joy, of triumph, of deep satisfaction - one of those rare moments in life.

And now, almost 34 years later, those same notes still bring me the exact same emotions.

For this #ThankYouTuesday, I want to express my gratitude to everyone who dedicates themselves to creating something capable of stirring such powerful feelings.

This time, my thanks go to @[email protected]

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