Minecraft memories
Don't lose yourself.
Not long after turning 11 years old, I made the biggest investment of my life so far. I took all the money I had, roughly 200 CZK (~10 USD), and bought Minecraft.
The story of me and Minecraft goes through my life like a silver lining. It followed me everywhere I went. Elementary school, high school, uni. At first I played it all the time. Hundreds of hours of pure fun, now I barely run it but it has still a place in my heart.
It was love at first sight. I stumbled upon it at my cousins home, when I was about 10. Since then I couldn't stop thinking about this world of blocks. My best memories hide deep down in the caves of old versions of Minecraft. They are stranded high up among the clouds in Skyblock with my buddies, my partners on life and death.
Buried inside chests in big mansion that we build inside of the mountain peak. That is where my happiest memories are locked away.
I miss these days.
I still play Minecraft from time to time. We sit down sometimes with my ex-classmates from high school, smashing Minecraft for 12 hours strait, yet its not the same. We all have something to worry about now. Girlfriends and jobs, grades and parents getting old. We will never be there again. I will never be there again.
Minecraft taught me many things, not only basic English vocabulary and how is glass made I also learned to live.
The boy from Into the wild had to sacrifice his life to learn what every Minecraft player know all too well. Happiness is only real, when shared.
I didn't have this fancy quote, yet I knew it deep inside my bones. No matter the house I built. No matter the farms, mines, herds of sheep. None of it matters, if you are the only one left on the server.
You can have pets and friendly villagers, but nothing comes close to hearing your friend shout into your skype call, getting blown up by creeper.
Nothing comes close to the emptiness of realization you're the only one who still plays.
My cousin got married few years back. We nearly don't talk anymore. My best friend from back than studies on the different side of the country and my minecrafters that I knew so closely are strangers to me now.
I learned that you have to hold on to anybody you want to keep in your life. You have to cherish every moment you enjoy. Because it might be the last one.
The last time you play monopoly with your parents. The last time you see your grandma putting Christmas presents under the tree. Last school lunch eaten in the public dining room. Last day in high school and in uni. Last time you play Minecraft with your boys.
You must not forget those memories now, because you are still there. You are hidden in your little adventures that you took. Those little mining trips and crusades’ to Nether. You are still a little boy stooped behind the monitor of shity computer. It is still you. So don’t lose yourself.
