{"id":1921,"date":"2020-12-22T22:00:36","date_gmt":"2020-12-22T22:00:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thenextweb.com\/?p=1332134"},"modified":"2020-12-22T22:00:36","modified_gmt":"2020-12-22T22:00:36","slug":"getting-a-new-console-is-better-than-christmas-as-a-kid","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.londonchiropracter.com\/?p=1921","title":{"rendered":"Getting a new console is better than Christmas as a kid"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Something hit me like prime Tyson this week: there\u2019s nothing more exhilarating than getting a new console. Nothing<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

When the Xbox Series X was first announced<\/a>, I wasn\u2019t fussed. Yeah, it looked cool, and I thought I\u2019d pick one up when GTA 6<\/em> or Fallout 5<\/em> were released, but I\u2019d be just fine without a new console thank you very much, pal.<\/span><\/p>\n

But I was wrong. Oh lord I was wrong.<\/span><\/p>\n

As my colleagues got next-gen consoles, the reviews rolled in<\/a>, and the games came out, my soul began to itch. \u201cI need this,\u201d I told my reflection <\/span>in<\/span> the mirror at 1am, placing a hand on its cold surface <\/span>in<\/span> order to feel something, <\/span>anything, <\/em>\u201cI need this so bad.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

Let\u2019s take a moment to acknowledge that emotion. This wasn\u2019t a pathetic, childish want \u2014 that\u2019s for losers and half-assers \u2014 no, this was a root-deep ache, a bone resonating howl, <\/span>in<\/span> other words, <\/span>an adult emotion<\/em>.<\/span>
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Thankfully, I managed to find a new console to sate my boundless need. And thus began the longest week <\/span>in<\/span> my life.<\/span><\/p>\n

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<\/i><\/a>The Xbox Series X, the new console that has not let me be.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I have a theory: the only time <\/span>in<\/span> life you recapture the excitement of a childhood Christmas Day is when a new console is on its way. It\u2019s natural that as you age, the thrill of things diminish. But, for some reason, that hasn\u2019t happened with games consoles.<\/span><\/p>\n

As soon as I had the tracking link, the impending arrival of the Xbox Series X consumed me, the thought of it haunted me to such a degree that I had several dreams about the damn thing. I watched the delivery tracker like a child checking off the days until Christmas and, each time my doorbell rang, my heart twirled. The week was a month long \u2014 and it was worth every second.<\/span><\/p>\n

It was only after the Series X arrived I realized this wasn\u2019t the first time I\u2019d had this rush while waiting for a new console; it happened with the Switch, it happened with the Xbox 360, and it happened with the Gamecube.<\/span><\/p>\n

I think the scientists call this a \u201cpattern.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Getting a new phone or laptop is electrifying, but it doesn\u2019t feel <\/span>quite<\/em> like this. The closest I could get to why I experience such an intensity of emotion revolves around potential joy.<\/span><\/p>\n

A new console is the first step <\/span>in<\/span> a happy gaming relationship set to last many years, and, unlike those other devices, something like an Xbox is used solely for fun, for entertainment, and with that knowledge comes a sense of freedom and charm that\u2019s hard pressed to be matched. Or maybe I\u2019m a dweeb. The jury\u2019s out.<\/span><\/p>\n

So, was the longest wait of my life for the Xbox Series X worth it? Friend, you already know the answer to that question.<\/span><\/p>\n

Did you know we have a newsletter all about consumer tech? It\u2019s called Plugged In \u2013 and you can subscribe to it right here<\/a>. <\/i><\/p>\n

Published December 22, 2020 \u2014 22:00 UTC <\/p>\n

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