I love the feeling of having to pop out my eyes and crush them into my laptop screen.

Thanks, I hate it.

Throughout his life, a man plays witness to the efforts of thousands upon thousands of creators. Their works possess the soul of the artificer, be they mighty or meek, inspired or trite, passionate or serene. And yet, only a select few creations strike the man dumb for the pure genius of their conception.

After witnessing Retrofy with my own eyes, I am brought nearly to tears with the realization that I may not witness such a creation for another decade or more.