... when I was about eight years old. An older cousin sat me down, showed me how the pieces moved, and what it meant to checkmate a king. I love it instantly. It appealed to my cerebral side. I liked the concept of having to think ahead, way ahead. When you make a chess a move, it should've been a move you intended to make three moves ago, and you should already have your next three moves planned. You also had to hold numerous strategies in your head at the same time. If something didn't go according to plan, you had to have a new plan to switch to. In all of my childhood/teenage hyperactivity, chess was one of the few things that could keep me in place for an extended period of time.
I wish more people approached life like they approached games like chess. For day to day living, a lot of us have conceded that the sequence of events that transpire are beyond our control. That anything that we plan will be rendered powerless by someone or something more powerful, yet when we sit down to something like a game we have a million different ideas going through our heads about our anticipated outcome. We do everything we can to bring that outcome to fruition. If it goes our way, we celebrate our will and cunning. If it does not go our way, we know that the next time will be different. Some do not realize that these little destinies we carve out for ourselves are attainable on a grander scale. It's hard to realize because one would have to shake years of mental defeatist conditioning to realize it. If nothing else remember that we shape our destinies. Any person or situation we find ourselves in contact with we put ourselves in contact with. Keep that in mind and know that you have to power to bring yourself through any way that you want.
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