Laughter

Something so strange and surprising that it makes your belly turn over in silliness. Your whole body lights up and your muscles loosen like old rubber bands and you can’t possibly comprehend why, but at the same time you understand very clearly. There’s a lightness in your entire being. Laughter is a trend that takes over, like a drug, or the strong influence of a friend or lover that colors your life. Yellow, I think. Laughter is August. Laughter is a 22-year-old’s July. A salve for the ego. It rises up from the belly escaping like a baby monkey song out of your mouth. It’s a level of comfort so profound that it opens up your imagination with such vigor that it feels as if you’re able to create the world yourself.