I couldn't sleep last night for reasons entirely of my own making, and my brain feels like that cursed garbage bag you refuse to empty because there's no way to do it that won't turn the neighborhood into Silent Hill. I need to avoid complex writing, or my brain will similarly explode and paint North London grey.
Ah, a mini golf game! I think I can almost hack the concept of minigolf on this most desperate of Mondays. Golf but mini. Bonzai golf. Digestible! Intuitive! Anyway, I managed to write 100 words without even looking at the Steam page. Let's do that now. Wait a minute, this isn't mini golf. This is Mini Mini Golf Golf. Mini Mini Golf What is Golf? “Destabilize the current situation and delve into the neon psychohistory of a strange being in danger,” the Steam page explains. “This is not a game about minigolf.” It's too late to escape now.