Games are something people do. I’m not sure if animals do it. We set up rules, which are basically constraints to accomplishing a goal.

Look at this ball…It bounces. Can I bounce it this way? How about with only one hand? Maybe I can’t touch it with my hands to move it at all. How hard would it be to get it to the goal then?

Kids come up with little games all the time. They learn more complicated games and pass them on. The common thread is to create obstacles to doing a relatively simple thing.

Sometimes it takes others to do the game. Sometimes it is a game against myself, a personal best. But there is that goal to reach for.

Games are human nature.

Yes, I am chafing against a constraint. This restriction wasn’t MY idea. I am struggling and burning against the boundary.

It’s not a game. It’s an affliction. I did not choose this. It was thrust upon me.

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I would not have chosen this, but since it is upon me, I can choose how I see it. What if I could make it a game?

What is possible for me in this space? With this time, these resources of strength and stamina, what can I do?

I’d better pick carefully. It will only hold a certain amount.

I am wasting my energy on resentment and anger. I can shift to what is possible.

What can I build? What needs to be fortified?

Taking inventory and tracking my personal to-do lists are part of the game.

Resources I have taken for granted are denied. How do I resupply? What can I do with what I have?

Let the game commence.