Jason strolled through the dimly lit streets, hands in his pockets, a faint smirk playing on his lips. The cool night air brushed against his face, bringing clarity to his thoughts.
That day had been crazy. Actually, every day since the day he had hit his head had been crazy.
But he was someone driven and he was never going to let it get to him. Someone with intentions bigger than themselves had to look at life not in the first or second person but in the third person.
After all, Life was a Game.
In the Mentality Book, What he got was an idea about how he could conceptualise life like a Game, and ever since he finally understood something like that, he could finally understand something incredible.
In the game, there is some ultimate mechanism that people use to get what they want and where they want and that is through grinding and working hard. That was true with life too.
