"The most wasted of all days is one without laughter." ~ e.e. cummings
I used to have a lot of days without laughter. Other days there was much laughter, but it was of the empty, hollow, and senseless variety. I confused foolishness and confusion with mirth. It was not unusual to lose myself in giggle fits over the most inane things while under the influence. I honestly believed I would laugh less in sobriety. When I first started the journey to recovery, I feared I might not laugh much if at all.
This has proved untrue. I laugh more today than I have since my childhood. True, honest laughter that bubbles up from within and pours out like water. It's refreshing and contagious. It is easy now that I am in the habit of laughing regularly to see why it is said that laughter is good medicine. It heals. But I had to start healing to find it.
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