Why must people say these things to me? It’s like they know…I don’t even need to say anything about it, but…like playing chess with invisible pieces: I think I am about to move, and…my hand hasn’t even gone for the board and given away my move, but they know. And they say things to me that make me cringe. And I must go back to studying the board.

If I could have it, I would take it. I said I would. You said I would have it, too. Except that it’s just not possible right now.

I’m sad that I’m the best. I mean…I’m glad that you’ve all let slip that I am…but I feel guilty.
Mostly about knowing that my move would be to put you in check.

I’ll keep playing. Just for a bit.