I don't know how common it is to be addicted to Solitaire, but I've accomplished it somehow. It began my senior year of high school. I was enrolled in a Cisco course and so much of our time was spent on the computer that I had gained an opportunity to explore the internet. It did not take long to see everything I cared to see, and I gradually became more and more unsatisfied with my common websites.
Gradually, I began to waste my time looking at the games installed on the computer to see which I would enjoy the most.
And then... Solitaire...
I was addicted after the first game. Every single day I would turn on the computer, open a game, and then play it until the period had ended.
It was a double period also... Two whole sets of 45 minute intervals, and both of them wasted on Solitaire...
And the dreams... I still saw the cards arranging themselves when I shut my eyes.
I COULD HAVE ACCOMPLISHED SO MUCH! Alas, my mind would not allow for such a thing. The addiction has been weakening, but it is still very much alive and healthy. So much so that I actually turned off a movie I was watching just so I could play some Solitaire.
It was Mark Wahlberg's fault.
Gradually, I began to waste my time looking at the games installed on the computer to see which I would enjoy the most.
And then... Solitaire...
I was addicted after the first game. Every single day I would turn on the computer, open a game, and then play it until the period had ended.
It was a double period also... Two whole sets of 45 minute intervals, and both of them wasted on Solitaire...
And the dreams... I still saw the cards arranging themselves when I shut my eyes.
I COULD HAVE ACCOMPLISHED SO MUCH! Alas, my mind would not allow for such a thing. The addiction has been weakening, but it is still very much alive and healthy. So much so that I actually turned off a movie I was watching just so I could play some Solitaire.
It was Mark Wahlberg's fault.
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