My Love Affair

My Love Affair With Chess

She has been a part of my life since way back when - They were days of innocence and discovery; years early and thin on my timeline.  We played together as friends never thinking twice about an outcome.  We were learning, the names and moves, the white square in the lower right hand corner...  Other interests took precedence and priorities were gathered around academia and career, but to name a few. 

She was always there, as a distraction or a game or something to bide the time away.  She was always there, on display in the living room, perhaps packed away for a while.  And there were occasions of great interest in her lasting for months at a time.  And then there were times when she never entered my mind.  But she was always there, consciously and subconsciously, her order and goals influencing my life steps. 

I have never paid a lot of attention to her to the point of significant concentration and deliberate advancement in her ways and means.  She's been more than a fad or a passing thought but a little less than an obedient partner. 

Together, she and I have danced somewhere in between floating upon misty grey fantasies and languishing among thoughtful moves while pondering the unique parallels between her science and the ultimate meaning of life.  I adore her and sometimes I'm rather disgruntled with her. 

She's been patient with me as I have repeated mistake and error, but I'd like to suspect she's smiled at my occasional brilliance amid the sixty-four alternating colors of her station where the pawns and people of our play intermingle.

And so that's it, we play together.  My timeline is now older and thicker and slower atop this mountain hidden within autumnal foliage.  Although I've never taken her seriously to the point of requiring anger management or pills for nausea or assistance with sleeping, I am most appreciative of our relationship.

When I look at her at the beginning, I consider positional advantages, more defensive than offensive.  I do have an affection more for the knights than the bishops.  And as far as openings or set moves go, she and I are more spontaneous than anything else, reactionary, waiting to respond to what could be the other's mistake.  And, since she and I don't hover for long, we'd like to think that time, the clock, is in our favor!

Barakabacca

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Nice! You and I must think a lot alike, because I thought I wrote that already! :)