Before other games began to creep up - closing their hands around my neck, crushing my trachea - I was feverishly at work on Eternal Sonata, with breaks to slam my head against the XP ceiling in the CoD4 beta. I would sometimes wake with a Nintendo Dual Screen in my clutch, the battery run aground, my hard earned progress long having sailed into the ether. I had assumed it would be difficult to keep pace with releases, but I did not expect to be destroyed. We are strapped to this medium, and then broken upon it.