Apparently the entire internet has seen this, but I haven't seen it here.  Some people get it, some don't.  I don't have major mental or medical issues, but somehow I feel a connection.
The ending bit after the music doesn't really add anything, IMHO, even though I know he's trying to be philosophical and encouraging.  Read the guy's backstory; it's brutal. 

When I was a kid, my favorite candy was Flicks; a cardboard tube wrapped in colored foil and containing quarter-sized flat chocolate drops.  A new company re-issued them a few years ago, claiming to use the same recipe.  I got a tube of them and tried them, and they weren't the same.  I could probably come up with a bunch of reasons why (even the smell of the cardboard tube could be part of the experience), but I think the bottom line is you can't really go back.  :(

What I Learned Building the InterWebs’ First Firefly-Meets-Oregon-Trail Text-Based Game.

Edward Emanuel Jr. from Font Awesome tells the story of using some down time at FA to pursue a text-based adventure game in which the graphics are simply Font Awesome icons and CSS borders.

https://blog.fontawesome.com/how-i-built-a-tbg-learning-vuejs/



Play it here:
https://spaceawesome.io/

I successfully completed the mission, but at the loss of all crew, including a budget kitchen robot that went into a murderous rampage twice.  :(