Ah, Minesweeper. That game used to frustrate me as a child. It still somewhat does now. My brother used to be very lucky at it; myself... Well, I kept dying, death after death of walking on mines. Years later, I read about the logic behind that game, yet I still didn't get how it worked. Then, on a total whim, I opened for some games of Minesweeper today, and even though I still kept dying, I eventually understood what the numbers meant. I did become frustrated at one point and resorted to clicking random boxes, but once that passed, I decided to take my time. Lo and behold, for the first time in my life, I won.
Thus here I am, celebrating this day all by my lonesome in my own little room as everyone carries on and the world keeps going round and round.
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
-bookguild
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