Whim Order

Blatant cosmological suggestive this morning in playing UNO, or trying, or really making it all up, with Jack and Emma. I had only been up a short while and Jack was ready to go, play the game even not knowing how. I tried reading the instructions but they were far too small so Jack gave it a shot, reading slow as he does a book but I don’t think deducing the connectedness of having to enact the rules in play after. So we made up own our game, and it kept changing as we went along. Wasn’t too much time before Emma’s forfeit, so Jack and I played eventually doing this activity where we’d judge who won based on the stronger character, then combining the numbers on the cards to make the biggest one possible, determining the winner. Again, the symbol and instruction, using the cards dealt to you, creativity is the solver most times, and just enjoying the company and the scene, the company in the scene. Starting the day with the baby beats as I often do but this was different. You play the game…. Not only play, but make up your own rules, delight in the disarray and don’t be by it stressed.

There was a point in one of the games’ shifts, and I do mean more than once and for more than one of the versions we in the moment composed. You don’t so much “go with the flow” but move where you are, in the containment you’re placed in. Of course I thought about writing and how I haven’t been as much, and the new assignment at Sonic and…