Why can't life be like an RPG?

You know... killing monsters, earning experience points, not really finding love - but knowing someone out there's slashing you together with that guy that wields his sword so skillfully, making friends, and having a grand adventure...

Tired. Inside, anyways, and not quite physically. Either I need to slow down a bit, or find a change.

Oh if life were made of moments, even now and then a bad one, but if life were made of moments then you'd never know you'd had one.