“At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities.”
I haven’t laughed in a long time.
Oh sure, I’ve smiled, I’ve giggled, I’ve even proffered a guffaw or two but I haven’t had a good, uncontrollable, tear inducing laugh for months.
I remember the last one I had. I was sitting in the front passenger seat of someone’s vehicle (I think it was my sister’s) and we were parked in the parking lot of my condo because she had just driven me home. I can’t remember where we were coming from, I can’t even remember what we were laughing about
but it was a good one.
A laugh where I had to take a second breath and then a third one to finish it.
Why is it giddy, silly laughter comes so easily when we’re little and then seems to dissipate as we age? I don’t think it has anything to do with acquiring sadness or cynicism. I think we become too preoccupied to recognize humour. We don’t seem to give ourselves time to laugh and when we do we keep it close to ourselves,
a quite rumbling in the chest, instead of an eruption of joy.
So, it will be my mission for the next little while to expose myself to as much whimsy, humour, absurdity and wit as I possibly can. Monty Python, CBC’s “The Debaters”, pictures of my sisters and I during junior high…
And I am looking for suggestions. What makes you really, REALLY laugh? What makes you gasp for breath because of it’s hilarity?