2003-02-20 1:29 p.m.
Chess

Steve had a surprise Wednesday off yesterday, so he taught me to play chess. And proceeded to beat me three times. I'm fairly sure I held my own, though. This is something I want to be really superb at. While playing, the game conjured up all kinds of thoughts (besides strategical ones), ideas, imaginings, comparisons. It had an old kind of feeling to it, like I could feel the history in the air as we were playing. The Game of Kings. I was reminded, for some reason, very much of characters like Merriman from The Dark Is Rising series and assorted other Dumbledoresque characters.

I sometimes wonder why I have to attach this sort of...oh, I don't know...I guess "mysticism" to everything. Maybe all I'm trying to do is capture my mind's wanderings, and when I do, it comes out sounding far more romantic than I mean it to. Do other people think like this?

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