Your Game.

We sat there playing for hours on end, listening to the rain fill up the gutter and run out onto the grass. I played mentally, and physically, it was a demanding game. At the same, I was also being played. They were being played. The things around us were our game. The emotions we had and our mental state was our piece in the mental game, but that was only half. The other parts came from the physical demanding aspects, not how fit one was, rather how fit they were within society. How does one fit? That is part of it as well. It does not matter if you are physically the best, because when no one is watching how do you think about yourself? Are you worthy? Yes, but is that what you tell yourself? Maybe. Yet, if you tell yourself that you are enough, are you presenting that to other people?

The name is in the game. That game that we are playing is the game of life. Whether or not you know what you're doing or destined to do has no factor on how and when you make it out in the world. Patience is a virture. Chase your dreams. Both meanings are attacking the game, but both are contradicting each other. So is it really up to the paths that we choose, or do we have to wait for the paths to choose us? That is just the name of the game, the game of life.

When playing think about what to play for. Can you even decide what you want to play for if you have no idea of your outcomes? That's what makes it a game. Your self perception and the way you present yourself to others does not account for your outcomes, but are so important to play it. Without a piece you simply can't move down the board. However, at the beginning that's what most people's favorite part is, picking their piece. It usually is something that interests them, but also notice how no one's game piece is the same, because you cannot move down the board with someone else's piece. You have to have your own. You have to play the game. Yet, is the game playing you?