I had forgotten about Paris summer smell. Heavy weather, warm metro hallways, pungent pee, pungent sweat or pungent perfume, the smell of a storm coming. So many triggers. I’m always amazed at a perfume power. This one reminds me of this friend in high school and also of her place, this one immediately places me in this office with these people, this one is this blonde skateboarder from ten years ago… The smell of plants, so different from L.A. There’s nothing frying around. Riding my bike along the river, this almost non-existent breeze…
Of course it hurts too. These summers spent thinking “France is awesome!” only to realize year after year that it might not be the case, at least for me. It’s hard to divorce.
First one!
My first commit on my game, I guess things are becoming a bit more official when stuff is git’d. Michel coded and showed me -again- how disgustingly weird and unintuitive programming is. Even with tools like Unity we’re still SO into the ice age of coding, you don’t even know. Fuck.
I might have playable mechanics and a really basic version of my game soon. Exciting. Also, still doodling about the name even though I have an idea.
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Did you ever really think France is awesome?
Of course I did, most of my life and that’s why I rant and why I feel so let down by France. I don’t know, there’s something pretty amazing for a small country like that. In the 90s with Europe it was like we’re going to be the next US but better, wiser, to me. Like it was the Olympics and we were about to get the gold.
Then came the 2000s, work and a shitload of disappointment. It took me years to understand how systems work and ruin attempts to change them and how fucked I especially was in a country which is like 40 years late on race, society and culture.
But yeah, I believed hard.
For myself, i feel totally betray. They dumbed us from the beginning.