I’m positive you’ve been through it before. Driving home from work, or school, or maybe even in a dream, and old game from, your childhood will pop into your head and completely consume you.

Where did I leave it? You wonder. Once home, you begin to tear up you living room, photos, books, objects of your past start to pile up until your home is now as unsortable mess of nostalgia.

But then. Success.

After hours of searching, you found that game you were looking for, pop it in the console, turn on the power and…

Twenty minutes later you turn it off, the flame of passion no longer burning strong, and your room needing a major cleaning operation.