When I saw it, I nearly cried.
There it was. The thing that I had been working towards for days on end. The ultimate goal that I had been savoring all this time, for all my life, really:
The final screen of Super Mario Brothers.
When I saw it, I nearly cried. They were not tears of joy for slaving over the game for days and days. They were also not redemptive tears of satisfaction for the pain in my wrists and thumbs being worth it. And they weren’t tears that sprang forth upon seeing the beauty of a rewarding finale of a fantastic journey.