A Draw

 

I just accepted a draw in a game of chess. I don't think it would have been offered, if my game had crumbled...but THEIR game crumbled. My instinct was to turn it down, but every now and then I think "why not?" Nothing gained, nothing lost. Gives one a feeling of benevolence...kind of.

Benevolence...I'm using the word casually (and maybe a little out of context), but it's really not a casual thing. And, I wish I wouldn't be thinking that it was a benevolent thing...it's just kind. Kind...it's what we should be, without giving it a second thought...and patting ourselves on the back. I'm definitely carrying this benevolent thing too far, but you know what I mean.

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