She remembered studying Aristotle as a first-year Philosophy student.
And being a bit depressed by his idea that excellence was never an accident.
That excellent outcomes were the result of ‘the wise choice of many alternatives’.
And here she was, in the privileged position of being able to sample these many alternatives.
It was a shortcut to wisdom and maybe a shortcut to happiness too. She saw it now not as a burden but a gift to be cherished.
“Look at that chessboard we put back in place,” said Mrs Elm, softly.
“Look at how ordered and safe and peaceful it looks now, before a game starts.
It’s a beautiful thing. But it is boring. It is dead.
And yet the moment you make a move on that board, things change. Things begin to get more chaotic.
And that chaos builds with every single move you make.”
She took a seat at the chess table, opposite Mrs Elm. She stared down at the board and moved a pawn two spaces forward.
Mrs Elm mirrored the move on her side of the board. “It’s an easy game to play,” she told Nora.
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