I must be crazy

So my inner child came out and compelled me to stay up until 1200, waiting outside my local gamestop so I could get my hands on a game that I won't even be able to play until tomorrow. I've been following this game since it's conception about 4 years ago and it's release has been delayed for two years. It's finally here and I splurged on the limited edition so I could get some special in game units. I know, it sounds pretty ridiculous. I feel the need to explain my theory of why the store was full of guys like me and the occasional understanding, if not patronizing, girlfriend/wife. When I was a little boy, a new toy meant more than just another object, it was a whole new world of possibilities. My army men were tactical pieces in a war between me and my brothers with personalities of their own. Maybe they came to life when we weren't looking. My simple electronic toys became sophisticated remote control devices to space ships that existed only for me and my brothers. As I got older, reality imposed it's rigid structure upon my dreams and the toys lost their magic. This is where video games come in. People pour their imagination and creativity into these games, bringing the worlds that existed only for me and them to life before everyone elses eyes. There is no disappointment, reality's influence is limited to whatever the dreamer allows. This is what these games are to grown men. They are the chance to feel imagination at play.