The seasons passed, the rain, snow and warmth of each passing phase. His peak was nearing, the Outlands surrounding him seemed less daunting with every new spell learned and new enemy vanquished. And yet, his power still seemed as if it could go on forever...
I hit 69 tonight.
One level to go, I thought about pulling an hall day-er and just sticking it out so I could get 70 out of the way. The motivation clearly was non-existent as I only thought about it for a few minutes before I decided against it. But I will hit it today when I get up.
I'm ready to not be obligated to do a quest, I'm ready to be able to do what I want and still be considered productive. The funny thing is that no matter what I accomplish at 70. No matter how many epics I obtain...no matter how much honor I gain, regardless of how bad ass my mount is... when the new expansion comes out. It's me and all of us starting all over. Remember what it was like to replace all of your purples from your level 60 grinding, with greens within the first few quests in Outlands?
Imagine that with all of the work you've done in Outlands... All of the BG grinding to get geared for Kara, and all of the Kara runs to move onto the next Raid, etc etc.
Seems sort of futile, doesn't it?
