I admit I have played several games of tetris while traveling on the train while Michelle sleeps comfortably and after hours of taking in the beautiful scenery stairing out the window like a kid at the candy store.
So I was thinking how much life is like a game of tetris- Here are a few thoughts that may or may not make sense- Life is like a game of tetris.... You never know what you are going to get. You are only given certain defined pieces to work with but you get to decide what to do with them. Each piece you play is only a small part of the whole game, but the whole game can be defined by a well placed piece or a poorly placed piece. Sometimes during the game you are given all the right pieces that fit together like a childrens puzzle. Those times never last forever. It's easy to focus and get frustrated and lose your focus when you receive a piece at the wrong time (it isn't that te peice has changed, it's just that the board and timing have) that has no apparent place and that causes a hole. Covering the hole, or mistake and just stacking blocks on it is a recipe for disaster in the future and will ultimately lead to a bad game Working on not covering up the hole, but removing the blocks over it allows you to stay safe and not be threatened by it in the future It seems impossible to never create a hole. You can always recover and fill the hole i you make the right moves quickly after your error. It's fun It's frustrating It takes practice to be really good You only know a move or two in advance It's sufficient to know only a move or two in advance- you don't have a choice to play the present piece ( you can't demand to see the next fifty pieces before you start playing) It just keeps going and then stops suddenly. The more you play the harder, faster, and more difficult it gets- the pieces fall according to past performance. The game is personal- you don't play against somebody- everyone gets different pieces in different order ****that is all for now- any other thoughts or comparisons can be shared
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