Jack Daniel
Legend
It was about an hour ago that I finished running my weekly Sunday-afternoon OD&D campaign, and I'm still riding the endorphin rush. It's not quite the same feeling as runner's high, because I'm not physically exhausted, but it's the same sort of neurochemical euphoria. And the same sort of addictive.
I've noticed that a game session doesn't need to have been particularly exciting or energetic for this condition to set in; the mere act of refereeing a game, with all of the mental gymnastics and constant parsing of rules and charts and improvisation, plus the act of being physically animated as you describe a scene or speak a line of dialog, it all contributes. It's rare that I don't feel "the rush" at the end of a game session.
Is this common? Is this normal? Surely I can't be the only one to have experienced this phenomenon (that I'm sorely tempted to nickname "riding the color-coded dragon")?
I've noticed that a game session doesn't need to have been particularly exciting or energetic for this condition to set in; the mere act of refereeing a game, with all of the mental gymnastics and constant parsing of rules and charts and improvisation, plus the act of being physically animated as you describe a scene or speak a line of dialog, it all contributes. It's rare that I don't feel "the rush" at the end of a game session.
Is this common? Is this normal? Surely I can't be the only one to have experienced this phenomenon (that I'm sorely tempted to nickname "riding the color-coded dragon")?