RIP

Dear Lester,

I’ve been pondering the nature of friendship and the intricate web of give-and-take that binds us together. It strikes me that in the realm of camaraderie, sharing extends far beyond mere physical possessions; it embodies a deeper, more philosophical connection that speaks to our values and priorities.

In the grand tapestry of our lives, each thread represents our experiences, joys, and, yes, even our games. When we immerse ourselves in virtual worlds, we often do so not just for the thrill of gameplay, but for the shared moments that foster deeper connections. Yet, when one friend hoards their digital treasures, a subtle rift emerges—a shadow cast over the light of our shared experiences.

Consider the notion of abundance versus scarcity. In a world brimming with opportunities for connection, why would one choose to withhold something as simple as a game? Sharing can be an act of generosity that transcends the material; it symbolizes trust and mutual enjoyment. Is it not said that true friendship is measured not by what we possess but by what we are willing to share?

So, dear friend, when you choose not to share your Steam library, I can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. It's not merely about the games; it's about the essence of our friendship. Each unshared game represents a missed opportunity for laughter, teamwork, and the creation of memories that could enrich our bond.