Today I received a letter from Gramps. I haven’t opened it yet, and it’s sealed. Like properly, olden times sealed. With that letter is an instruction – it is only to be opened when I feel tired of my life in the city, when the hustle and bustle eats at my soul and I need an escape. How convenient that today is that day. I quit my job, for reasons I won’t go into, and opened that letter over a big glass of wine.
Gramps has given me his farm. Completion Farm, in Stardew Valley. I vaguely remember visiting it as a child, but not enough to have any particular memories. It seemed Gramps suffered with the same ennui of city life I currently have, and now offers me the chance to escape. It seems a good a plan as any; a new start, a new life. Wish me luck!