Games - Poem by The Friend
Games are everywhere!
If you're walking to work it's a game.
Because there is a goal, to get to work, a way of failing (maybe you call your friend and go to a restraunt with them instead) and there are limitations and advantages (you can't accelerate to 100 m/ph while floating but you can extend your stride slightly) .
Looking at it this way everything really IS a game.
dancing to sleeping to work,
Everything is a game.
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