Nothing wrong with it in my mind, enjoy it while you can. Wouldn't call it hope, though, more of a distraction. A great way of keeping sane and sleeping well at night. Gaming helped me a lot through the decades. I've spent years in front of the screen and I don't regret any of it. Once one comes to the realisation that one's life is forfeit, one might as well make the most of what is left.
Movies and series are fine, too, but have become quite bland. Books otoh are tricky, for me at least. I have serious problems following them nowadays. I might forget what I read on the page before. It's pathetic. I remember reading Enid Blyton as a kid, drifting off for a few seconds and the story materialising in my dream. Well, that's long gone. Anyway, I had a good time, but can't really get excited about the new stuff anymore and wouldn't postpone because of it.
