In the parking lot, asked, he answered.
He thought of circumstances for which he'd tried to teach himself
to think ahead: chess, SCRABBLE, pool.
From driver's ed, he remembers learning an acronym for
changing lanes, but not the letters nor words. He only
remembers the first trick: to look ahead, down the road, out
beyond what is directly in front of you.
Later, parked again, elsewhere, a conversation about uncertainty,
unrelated. He thought of chewing gum and walking, patting his head
and rubbing his belly. He remembered someone telling him great
chess players could think 15 moves ahead, someone else saying that
just isn't true. Thinking too far ahead is a waste of time, the
information unknown.
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