Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.

Old man with a laptop asked me. Can you play chess or just a pretender?
I open the wood chess board. Set the white pieces on the board to my new friend and
I lay the black pieces down for me. He smiled and sat down. He told me. “Chess is like life. A good players played safely and never test the game. Like life. Is it better to play the game like a robot than play the game of life and chess fearless and unafraid?

I looked the old man. His eyes were serious. I told him. “It is who you are playing. Some games can become personal. Some games are for pleasure.”

He smiled…