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So much so that all other things in my life are frankly not as much fun and not nearly as important!
Even my kids are falling short of the mark, their drawings and paintings on the fridge replaced with fan art of EFT. I long for their bedtime to arrive, so I can spend a little quality time with the wife (which I fake as I am just going through motions while all the time thinking about EFT)
The rest of my life feels a lot like Tarkov looks on those very wet raids where everything is so washed out.
I spend my time at work watching Twitch and Youtube videos about EFT rather than doing my actual job, I am sure at some point this is going to get noticed and the inevitable will happen......
I long for this day to come so I can spend all my time in raid.
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