After losing my interest in purely roaming the world as a lone explorer of a strange land, I rediscovered my love of Minecraft when my friends and I built our own town, each with a wildly different and creative house. As my interest in our town faded, I played Hardcore Mode as a survivor simply trying to make-do in a difficult world. In that same world, I have become a wizard who lives in an entirely man-made dark, dense forest with a gigantic tree in the centre I call home where I spend my days brewing potions and enchanting armour so I can hopefully one-day 'finish' the game. All the while I am in this world I'm conscious of how being pushed off a steep ledge by a cow or getting lost in my own forest could destroy weeks of work toward finally completing the game.
Minecraft is an imagination toy and, honestly, I think I've played this game more than any other. It can be so rewarding on different levels if you let it coax your imagination out of the nine-to-five grind and, although I may go months without playing the game, I'll always return to the game with a fresh idea I want to see come to life. It's not for everyone, but for those people it works for it can go a long way.
