Chess Life

London. Sunday afternoon. Brick Lane street. Chess. Free and for fun.

Here’s what you need to know. I spent Sunday afternoon in East London. Strolling through the streets, teeming with people, among vintage shops, markets, street food. And then while I was walking with a nice American coffee to sip (apart from the 100 degrees of super hot coffee), here I find the chess!

now my cousin taught me how to play when I was a child … and honestly I didn’t understand anything then and now I don’t remember anything.

The only thing I remember are the pawns, in short, each with his role, and who would I like to be?

well obviously rhetorical question. Isn’t the queen?

and while I was standing there and dazed staring at the gentleman who invited passers-by to the challenge I was fascinated by his moves, fast, quick, painless … Then we left (there was also the obvious husband) and I didn’t think anymore to the chess lord.

As I looked at yesterday’s photos, I focused on the sign that was written on it. Free fun … and from here my mind began to wander.

So, we think life is like a game of chess. I can play in a serious, precise, punctual way … or I can play for that fun that costs nothing. Because I can spend my time in this game making my moves, both as a reaction to the moves of others, but also by taking the initiative and perhaps tearing up the opponent.

It is not true that the disease “elevates” the soul. (so I had heard).

Illness is sickness … but I reacted, I tried to overcome the physical pain, a therapy that only at the thought now I feel sick, a life that has turned out to be completely different from what I thought. a chess game in which I suffered a lot of losses (as a main pawn I would say that I have lost my hearing and three years in hospital).

well, now it’s my move. my game of chess.

Now the queen is in check.

p.s However, beyond this chat, even sometimes silly about things in life, I must say that I liked brick lane a lot. the whole area let’s say … other new ones to explore.