"No, you're diluted!"
Making Legacy sometimes feels like an exercise in hubris. I've had to carefully spin a cocoon of past success, monetary savings, prototypes, and supportive friends and family, in order to be able to give the caterpillar time to reconfigure its tissues into an indie game. I worry that at any time prosaic reality might pierce the protective silk and gobble up the little guy. Just give it time, I keep whispering to myself. Time, and tons of hard work. But I was going to do that anyway.
Reading Ready Player One, reading about the Oculus Rift.. makes me so hungry. I feel very luck to be where I am right now.