Real life is boring": Why I quit video gaming

I've spent a lot of time playing computer games, video
games, which, when I look back on those many hours,
when I was in those hours, it really seemed like the
most fun thing.
I was absorbed, I was dedicated, I was immersed, I
was putting all my energies into achieving some task,
and then I would be rewarded when I achieved it.
But then, looking back at that time, it's very easy to
see that as being mostly a waste of time.
I don't dismiss all entertainment and leisure activities
as being entirely a waste.
There's a value.
But when I look at the number of hours, the whole
days sometimes, that I spent absorbed in some
imaginary project, it really is like clouds.
It's like building dreams on puffs of air that then
disappear.
All the worlds I conquered, and the castles I built, and
the the stories that lI lived, and it's all in this imaginary
ether that adds nothing, or a very small amount,
relative to the time it takes, it adds a very thin reward
to my real life.
And this is one of the big escapist vices which I,
thankfully, am no longer engaged in.