I've been playing Hearts lately.
Perhaps too much.
But it's just provided me with a decent metaphor.
I like trying to shoot the moon... one day I'll win in only 4 hands... maybe.
Not the point. The metaphor.
So, you're sitting there with, say, all the Aces, the top 5 hearts, the King and Queen of Spades, the Jack of Clubs and, like, 2 throw away cards. Take the opening hand with the Ace of Clubs which pulls in the King and Queen... then sluff the 3 of Spades on hand 2... and, sure enough, the jackass to your right just happens to be spadeless and drops a Heart.
That moment right there is the beginning of my Hearts Metaphor for Life.
Where you just know that everything that comes next is pointless and that you're just going through the motions. I was just feeling kind of hopeless about my motions in life. They're not really taking me where I want them too, but it doesn't seem like there's a way to actually get to where I want to be. So it's just a matter of going through the motions until you die.
It's that same stupid hopelessness that seems to affect loads of people tho. Nothing special. But it did remind me of playing Hearts... which I enjoy. So perhaps I'll go do those motions again.
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