Do you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you?
I sometimes think of that moment in one of the Toy Story movies when Buzz Lightyear has to simulate playing, and he picks up a toy and says, “Play, Play, Play.” For some reason this amuses me greatly.
Maybe it’s because I realized at some point that, when you have a stuffed animal or a puppet, they need to bounce when you carry them to simulate walking. Which reminds me of an improv puppet show I saw on TV where the audience member didn’t know that and the other puppets commented on her puppet’s ability to fly.
I used to play—with stuffed animals or with words—much more than I do now. And I think the lack of play shows in my daily frustration level, which is higher than when play is a part of my everyday routine.
Of course, frustration runs higher when I make a joke or amusing comment (no, no, they really are! Isn’t it just me!) and I am met with blank stares or confusion. Lately I just say the lines in my head. I still amuse myself and it causes less consternation.
I need to find a way to store those wry comments to use later in play dialogues. It would be hilarious!
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