lxforever

I’m obsessed with Solitaire because of how it unfolds. The possibility of a newly turned-over card revealing exactly how all of the pieces will fall into the right place; the dependability of the predictable, precise patterns that emerge at every turn; the option of having a do-over when I realize how I screwed up, whether it be one or twelve moves ago. The blur of concentration that eliminates all other thoughts and worries and wonders while the eye scans the table for the next clear match. The satisfaction when things work out well, and the cards jump neatly into position for the win. And of course, the ability to quit the entire shebang and get a whole damn new deal whenever things are not happening to work themselves out that time. Yes, that too.

I think I’m addicted to Solitaire these days because I wish it could be my life.