Replaying this game is, essentially, a reunion with the person I was when I first encountered it. The problem is that I don’t really care about who I was at that point in time. I can’t change the past, and I can’t regain any sort of meaning from hanging out with a fourth-grader. It’s not that returning to it is an unpleasant experience, it’s that I feel I’ve scraped just about everything out of this piece of media that I can get.