I laughed a few days ago. A deep, hearty, laugh. The likes of which I didn't even remember existed. The thing is, I don't know why I laughed. I was just laying there, and I started laughing. I couldn't stop. It felt amazing, just to laugh, for no reason. Then I realized something...I never laugh. I smile sometimes, and once and a while I'll have a small chuckle...but I never LAUGH. So imagine my surprise when suddenly one night after a concert, I burst into joyous laugh for the first time in a very long time. At first, it shocked me, I mean, I don't laugh! After a few seconds, I realized I was laughing, and that made me laugh harder. Eventually, I was laughing at the fact that I was laughing, and then laughing at myself for laughing at my laugh!

I really needed that laugh, and it came at the perfect time. I'd been stressed to the end of the Earth by things going on back at home. I had been trying to enjoy a nice couple of days away from home with my girlfriend, go to a concert, have a good time...but that didn't exactly happen. I was just laying there, trying to sleep, and thinking about how bad things are getting, wondering how I'm going to deal with it all...and then I started to laugh.

When a could becomes to full of rain...the overflow becomes beautiful rain. When there's too much muffin batter in the cup, it overflows and burns onto the pain. I love eating the burnt muffin :). Basically, my point is, that when I became SO filled with stress that I was at my breaking point...I broke down laughing. To some this may seem contradictory, and at first it did to me as well, but upon thinking about it just a LITTLE bit outside of my normal mindset, I realized that it makes perfect sense.

My mind is fried, and I now there's a lot more that I could say on this subject, but I can't think of it right now. If I think of it, I'll add another post in the next few days.

In the meantime, peace, love, and God bless :) --Devin