I laugh a lot.
Chances are very good that if I know you, we have laughed together on several occasions.
My friend Erin once told me that it's "very satisfying" to make me laugh.(Of course, I giggled at this.)
She took this photo:

I find laughter a beautiful gift and a glorious tool in life; for shaving the edge off of awkwardness, for shining tiny beams of light - however momentary - into dreary circumstances.
Sometimes I laugh because there is nothing else to do.
And sometimes, because it's the only thing to do.
2 comments:
:D
yes.
i miss laughing with you. at campfires, meetings in michigan when i visit--- you have an infectious laugh, no one around you can keep a straight face once you get the ball rolling.
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