My daily game is a very boring co-op about catching a bird

Some people have a daily game. A game they play with ritualistic candour for an hour or two every evening. Maybe you slink through the flashy splashy effects of Dota 2. Maybe you’ve been overwatching the Overwatchers since it came out. There is comfort and solace in a habit. But there is a darker possibility. Perhaps you are playing your game without thought, without pause, without considering that, perhaps, this game is not actually that interesting.

I play a game called “birb” every day, because my cat makes me.