it does seem sort of like a directionless assemblage of vibes at first, but a true dream logic emerges in the second half as elements and scenes start recurring and lighting up regions of the subconscious. the full moon in the fridge and the endless/beginningless ladder make me tense up my tummy for reasons i can't understand. the overflowing rainbow cup minigame (and accompanying text) is aggressively hopeful in a way that's almost too obvious, but then the bizarre closing city sequence rebalances the tone just right. for my tastes, anyway.

actually, by some mildly cruel technocosmic joke, i can't play that second half on my computer. the game positively refuses not to crash right after the flower sequence every single time, so i had to give up and make do with a handful of youtube playthroughs. i am bummed to have only experienced the ending vicariously, not least because i kinda feel like i've broken the developer's directive to "play alone". but at the same time, the fact that i find myself stuck on the other side of an arbitrary barrier from the most magical part of the game sort of makes it take on a personalized extra layer of melancholy. almost hilariously on-the-nose really. so thanks porting kit for sucking ass i guess <3

it's nothing life-changing, but it would be silly to ask that of it. i'm a little different now; that's what matters.