It is true that you don't laugh as much by yourself. I think it was C.S. Lewis that said "a friendship begins when two people realize that they were not alone to an experience and laugh together." Laughter is the best medicine and it is the fertilizer to friendship. I remember my crush on Kirsten beginning with seeing a look of understanding in her eyes(actually it began with how hot she is). It seemed like we thought in the same patterns. I loved, loved, loved, and still love her laugh. Such a reserved person, and then out it flows. There is no mistaking when she really finds something funny. I love her laugh.
I find myself looking for her when I see something that I know we would enjoy together. She always wonders why I look at her during moments that I think are funny. It is not because I am waiting for her to laugh. It is because I love that feeling of connection.
Well here are some of the small moments from this week.
*Today, I had lunch at Quiznos. I like to sit by windows so I can watch people. Watching people (not as stalker) is one of my favorite things. I watched a little old lady finish up her salad and then walk out side. She was nicely dressed for spring in comfortable "old lady attire", but w/ some sassy leather sandals. I watched her walk outside to a beautiful day. A breeze caught her and the sun was shining. She stopped for a moment and seemed to be standing on her tip toes as she arched her face to the sun. She was taking in the day and its beauty. She was alone. I started telling myself stories as to why she was alone and what she was like. That is something Kirsten and I always do. We don't know you, but we will make up your story for you.
*I was coming out of the bathroom as a boyscout (really, he was in costume) was coming in. He had already passed through when he saw me coming to the door. He raced back to the door and opened it for me. Just when you lose faith in kids you find a nice one.
*I have had at least two older, "not all there" folks start up conversations with me. Crazy people flock to me. If Patricia Arquette is the medium to the dead, I am the equivalent in the crazy world.
Sorry so long. I know it had no reason to the rhyme.
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Kirsten really does have a funny laugh. Even if she's telling you something that isn't remotely funny-- if she's laughing, I'm laughing.
JJ, everything I tell is always funny.
I miss experiencing those little things with you that I know only you would find as amusing as I do--like Manny's grandson standing at the door with him in his little suit.
I love Kirsten's laugh too. I cannot explain how much I miss laughing with both of you. What a beautiful post - poetic in fact.
Oh, the infamous "shake the pew" laugh. She does an admirable imitation, but I'll wager that it cannot hold a candle to the real deal. And I'm also thinking it's only in church that one can see this laugh. Things are usually more funny to me in church than in other circumstances.
Anyone who wants to see the pew laugh is welcome to come worship the Lord with me.
Nice (Kirsten). That was a very subtle move.
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