A long time ago whenever Harvest Moon 64 came out on the N64...

My Grandmother bought me a copy of Harvest Moon 64 for my birthday one year, I loved it. Popping the brand new cartridge into my system I played the game for hours, hours on end. I remember the first time I played it, still. I was young, sitting in a bean bag chair in my room way too close to my TV, and I had named my character "Jack." 16 hours later, after drinking a lot of mountain dew and eating plenty of M&Ms, I had beaten it, not getting the best ending, but a good ending nonetheless.

I had so much fun with that game, raising cattle, growing crops, meeting girls and making friends. It's so weird how a simple 2D toy can bring so much joy to someone who's bored all the time. I'd have dreams about that game, wake up in the middle of the night thinking about it, knowing I'd have to play it. I'd daydream at school about Harvest Moon, while the other guys went out on dates and went to wild parties... losers, they've never played Harvest Moon, obviously. That game was an obsession.

It wasn't until many years later, that I realized that because I never went to church, or read any sort of creed whatsoever, I had studied this game instead. I watched the way the characters interacted with each other and I found that that was the way to treat people - the way you would wanna be treated. Weird, I learned pseudo-biblical teachings from a Japanese Farming Sim. But still, I'm 20 years old, agnostic, and I have only one creed, that creed is Harvest Moon 64.

I should know, I still play it today.