So, here’s my simple challenge for you. Go dig up an old console, or find a retro emulator. Boot up the first game you ever loved. Don’t play the level. Just watch the title screen. Listen to the music. Let that dumb, happy nostalgia hit you like a brick made of pure childhood joy.
Remember that you were enough back then. You didn’t need a 4K resolution or a 200-hour campaign. You just needed a button, a screen, and the entire universe waiting for you on the other side of a press. The Back To The Beginning wasn’t a place you went back to—it was the place you started from.
And look at you now. You’re still that kid. You just have better thumbs (and maybe a bigger couch). So go ahead. Press Start. It’s still waiting for you. And honestly? The beginning is always the best part.
