It’s a slow cartography, maps of imaginary spaces growing in my head, inch by inch.
I feel like this might be the way well crafted open worlds are supposed to be experienced—not as gluttonous binges or narrowly focused rampages, but as long-term occupancies. I’ve found that these games exist more vividly in my mind as I embrace this style of gameplay. They grow in my imagination as they occupy more and more space in my memory. Instead of rushing through them or viewing them as content generators, I abide in them.