I don’t game nearly as much as I used to, but every so often, I’ll stay up late playing. There’s something about the quiet hours—when the world feels asleep—that makes gaming feel more immersive.

I’ll get caught up in a story, lose track of time, and suddenly realize it’s 2 a.m. I know I’ll regret it in the morning, but at the same time, those nights feel like stolen little adventures. It’s not about being competitive—it’s about stepping into another world for a while.

Gaming late at night might not be the healthiest habit, but it’s one of those guilty pleasures I don’t plan to give up entirely.