I thoroughly enjoyed the moments when it was quiet, and we were both concentrating on the game, when we muttered our counting of our steps and frowned a little when we had to decide between two options. In the silence, I saw each one of them remembering the game – the lightness of the relief of grasping the game again, and the weight of the memory of when they had last played a game of Backgammon.
I am, at this point, deeply attracted to the idea of doing nothing else but simply playing the game. The quiet and focused task seems to evoke much more than what I seem capable of writing and crafting.
