Reminded me of a passage from a DFW short story called Good Old Neon [0]: "He asked if I ever played chess, and I told him I used to in middle school but quit

Reminded me of a passage from a DFW short story called Good Old Neon [0]: "He asked if I ever played chess, and I told him I used to in middle school but quit because I couldn’t be as good as I eventually wanted to be, how frustrating it was to get just good enough to know what getting really good at it would be like but not being able to get that good, etc." You might like the story, it's pretty well-written and maybe touches on something similar to what you're feeling. [0] http://sdavidmiller.com/octo/files/no_google2/GoodOldNeon.pdf http://sdavidmiller.com/octo/files/no_google2/GoodOldNeon.pd...