Have you ever completed a game, returned to it later and felt that you didn't make it the best experience it could be? Then you may feel some connection with I'm about to type into this blog here. Just maybe.

The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt is a beautiful game. It is made with fantastic attention to detail, it just oozes love for game creation and a passion to ensure the best experience for the player. But let me admit, this is something I had to take off a blindfold for. Let me clarify, in fact, think of this as a confession: I rush through games. Well, most of them. The Witcher 3 was in the most of them. I put in 145 Hours into the game, yes, I know you want to smack me on the head and tell me "Dude, get a life!" but just bear with me and let me explain my situation. The Witcher 3 is FULL of stuff to do. What I did was do was really burn through all this amazing content without ever admiring or putting some thought into it. I completed the storyline, did every contact, cleared the Velen and Novigrad maps, and even tried my hand at a lot of Gwent. But I didn't enjoy myself. I didn't stop and breathe and admired the scenery, I didn't try and dig deeper into each character's actions, in fact, I feel I didn't even spend enough time with Geralt. The character moving on screen was not some badass Witcher with a three-dimensional personality, it was a dummy running from place to place to satisfy my thirst of getting through the game.

Now I pop the disc back in, and I regret. I regret not walking slowly to admire the grass or the sunlight moving through the trees, I regret not taking my time with the combat and engaging in a sadistically violent dance with the enemy instead simply hacking through them, I regret not sitting back and taking glee in the machinations of the narrative and most of all, I regret not having the time to right what was wrong. Even a masterpiece may not feel worth the $60 price tag if you're not giving yourself to the time to enjoy it. That's something to keep in mind, dear reader.