Humans weren't meant to have infinite visual/audio/gameplay stimulation at their finger tips.
People were meant to be living on the prairie, staring at clouds and maybe reading the fucking bible and sharing gossip when the odd stranger passes into town.
You don't play your 300 games because that's too much for your brain handle wanting. Those three games you always play are the equivalent to some dude's old worn copy of Chaucer he read over and over again