I think laughter is one of the most honest emotions you can share. Real laughter. Not that awkward, fill the silence type of laughter. Not that overdone, laugh so loud the rest of the world wonders what the joke is laughter, but that honest, surprise laugh. That moment when something happens, or someone says something, or maybe nothing happens at all, but you look at that person you’re with, your eyes meet, and you laugh. It can’t be forced and it can’t be faked. There are lots of good laughs, of course. There’s laughing so hard your stomach hurts. Laughing out loud at inappropriate times (I categorize this as good. Use your own judgment). Laughter that comes when you’re on the edge of tears. Laughter that goes on for hours and laughter that only lasts a moment. But its always shared with people. At least for me, I rarely actually laugh out loud when I am by myself. Occasionally I will, but it always feels out of place, like my laugh is left hanging in the air just waiting for someone else. Laughter is meant to be shared.
Its meant to be that sunny day in July type laugh with the green grass and still, hot air while you practice throwing a baseball again after years. Its meant for those times you’re sitting together and hear something so unexpected and surprising and its meant for the times when you hear something so familiar. Its meant for the moments when you’re cuddling under the blankets to escape the cold rain outside and you have to turn around to look in his eyes as you start to laugh.
Laughter. Honesty. Reality.