It has occurred to me that I have lost my funny bone. The only funny part about that is that I'm pretty sure I lost it in the process of living a happier more fulfilling life. So sue me.
It seems I deal with loneliness and a myriad of other miserable companions by finding something silly to laugh about. And if I'm out of ideas for laughter one of two things is happening: I'm way too happy to be funny, or, the only things I can think of that are funny, are also mean, and mean is not funny.
You know there's some truth to this. The best love songs are written with a broken heart, the best art created by a tortured soul. If the best humor comes out of being miserable, I'll chose to not be funny.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
I'm Just Not Miserable Enough to Laugh
Posted by Goob at 8:43 AM
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4 comments:
Maybe I need to figure out if I'm miserable all the time!
So true. So very true.
There are times when I feel I'm just "going through the motions" and never truly enjoy the life I am living. I know that I am easily amused and even have been known to be amused by myself— Damn I'm funny…
Hoping that you get a splint or something to repair that broken funny bone soon.
I hope that you are enjoying some happiness!!!
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