it is so nice to be heard. it is so nice to be understood. the fact that somebody would purposefully take a moment out of their day, a moment they will never get back, to listen to you - that action itself saying "your experiences matter, your joys matter, your sorrows matter, the fact you are here right now is such a wonderful thing", even before the conversation that comes out of it - is the most compassionate of actions. it is love. i feel like I'm overrating this and I fucked my wrist up playing it but. wow. wow.

i think if there were words in the english language to say how stressed this game makes me feel every time i played it, the existence of those words would be prohibited from human speech, barred from discussion, kept secret under lock and key from generations all of the world, for their existence alone would tear the mind apart and haunt the soul. the high pinnacle of dsiware and a lost gem of the mid-to-late-00s post-y2k chic puzzler movement but it also feels ethically irresponsible to let it exist. it is always key for a game like this to give as many moments of "i've figured this game out" followed by you getting your ass wiped off the earth as a game can and even for its simplicity and its minimalism, digidrive/intersect nails that