Conquer

I just got thrashed by Glen with a set of moves I have never met before. I have not felt this outclassed since I first began playing the game.

It's the most fun I ever had losing. Many people call this game different names, but I grew up calling it conquer.

It involves figuring out your opponent, luring him into carefully crafted trap(s), while avoiding his own traps. I love it, it gives me a real mental workout.

And now I find myself wide awake at 1.30 a.m. with a nicely warmed-up mind thinking about many things with an interest, almost obsession, that I have not had since secondary school.

Hahaha, I almost get a high from this feeling.

The world feels like a new, unknown place all over again, so many things to be discovered and to be learnt. So many ways to do something and so many ways to interpret the results we have. So many factors that shape the circumstances that influence the people and creates the results. So many priorities to choose, so much of everything. So much freedom when it comes to the mind.

I love this. I love this. I love this.

A great opponent is a gift. For it is through people like them that we realise our potential.

It has opened something in my head, cured my numbness and restored my curiosity.

In a way, the enemy is yourself, and the opponent is your friend who leads you to new heights.

Haha. Things are funny that way.

Life so far has been a long story with many ironic twists.