Jude

I woke up one morning,

my depression in full swing.

I took my meds,

regretted getting out of bed,

.

but played some skyrim instead.

and for the thousandth time

the imperials

failed to kill

.

that stormcloak bastard.

.

My Aussie Mara

was at my side.

She likes to be my head pillow

as I drown away

my sorrows,

.

in frame rates and bad poetry.

.

I keep thinking this

isn't how life

was supposed to be.

What happened here,

where is the contract

.

I made with god

when my parents agreed

to an expensive

private school?

.

Where I would make

reams of money

not working.

Because I graduated

at a Catholic Parochial

institution, where god

was the key

to all my solutions?

.

But us Catholics

have a Saint for this.

We have Saints

for many pretty things.

.

Some sad things too.

Even the really terrible things.

.

I think about the return

of Alduin,

And what this means

for Tamriel.

.

I worry that somehow

this will effect the great

Dragon Break,

.

in Elder Scrolls,

but also in my past.

.

I pray to my dog

this wont be so.

That I will give

my daughter

.

better things than fast

frame rates

and video games

that make lousy metaphors.