Satu can do a deadpan. She's clever and funny with a turn of phrase, but what tickles me most is when she plays it seriously, but does something completely whimsical.
After she spent most of the evening squirting me with the water gun we have to keep he cat in line, we revisited how I have absolutely zero hand eye coordination in my natural habitat.
That's weird for a person who is as physical as I am. I can put on my game face and perform all kinds of athletics, but in normal life I miss the trash can even when I am standing over it.
Satu thinks this is the funniest thing in the world. She can detach and ignore her body like no one I've ever known, but she is also incredibly graceful and powerful in her body. She can pick me up with expert balance, knows exactly how long her arms are and seems to understand exactly how I experience her touch.
We spent about 15 minutes on the instant slow-motion replay of me dropping a wad of paper next to the trash can and laughing . She's a wonderful clown and she can excavate comedy from every situation. She's a student of the art of goofy play time. It's part of the reason that she is super popular with all animals and children.
I love having a life that always has the potential for play at any moment. It's like getting to have a sleep over with your best friend at their house every night.
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