This is the day to play.
The day to remember what playing is. And does.
If you’re not reading this you have the right idea.
If you’ve shut the tv off you’ll go from bored to liberated inside 12 minutes.
This is the day Toystory and Christopher Robin make sense. Maybe the only day.
If you have no one to play with, pick up a stick and find the nearest dog.
If it’s raining go outside and get wet and make leaves run down the roadside.
Any boardgame except Monopoly.
No card game with stakes.
The closest Jesus would want with this or any Christmas is to see us as carefree as the lilies of the field.
All they do is arc to the sun all day.
Children who play have a world to teach.
Playing reinvents rules in every fresh gesture.
Who knows, maybe we’ll remember the gesture afresh after the world starts again.