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Monday, January 13, 2003
I've always envied those people who can always say something witty or funny or even just randomly amusing, whose remarks can break tensions and send smiles all around a room. I can always be serious and listen to people and sympathize with their problems, but in the end I just end up dwelling with them in their pit instead of reaching a hand down to help them out. Smiling? Laughter? No, they're not the same as solving problems, but they're a step up from melancholy, from apathy, from that sort of dead feeling that so many of us encounter at one point or another. It just means so much, when the people I care about are all smiling or laughing, and I wish I could make it happen more often. Some people can do it with a word. We're all so alive in those moments. It's magical I say.
There was a time when you could make me laugh at will ... you can do it still.
