ONE CLOUDY afternoon in November, I found myself sitting at a gaming computer for the first time since middle school. I was playing Lawn Mowing Simulator, hell-bent on masterfully cutting the front lawn of the serene Old Nook Cottage while navigating a digital lawn mower around the idyllic British countryside as part of a virtual landscaping business. I was hypnotized, watching cut digital grass turn a slightly lighter shade of green. It was a far cry from my adolescent days playing the action-packed blockbuster Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare, though the bad posture remained.
