Flexibility

I find myself playing six games of chess at once. Because of synchronicity, I am White in five of them; Black in only one. In that sixth game, I am playing some odd variant of the Queen Pawn openings, a Trompowsky Attack or some such, on the defending side.

In my five White games, I am apparently playing the King's Indian Attack against the French Defence, two Bishop's Openings (one a classical Berlin, one not), an awkward and dragonish Sicilian, and a symmetrical English.

I never used to be this flexible. I am now. Not good at everything, but learning a lot and improving. If chess is a metaphor for life, then my life is rich indeed.