… but I’m rarely laughing
These days I”m intrigued by the creative names for every day products:
I Don’t Do Dishes nail polish, by OPI
Better than Sex mascara, by Too Faced
Laughter blush, by bareMinerals
Fake News beer, by Gizmo Brew Works
As if the words will take shape in my life just because I’m using the product or the sentiment will somehow be shared with the world just because it is declared. Only it doesn’t.
Apparently, 4 year olds laugh 400 times a day. And adults? Sadly, only 4. Me? Maybe 1.
Not only am I missing out on the cardiovascular, respiratory, and immune boosting benefits of laugher, I’m missing out on enjoying a good belly laugh with a friend – connecting with them in a fun and memorable way.
It’s not that I am sad or lonely. I’m quite happy and fulfilled in many ways. More so than most others, I would imagine. But maybe I’m taking life too seriously.
So, instead of resorting to my blush for laughter, I’m looking elsewhere – even if it means laughing at myself and telling someone about what I did, posting something funny, or askingAlexa to tell me a joke.
So I’m going to start tracking how many times a day I laugh (I’ve got to keep some of my serious side) and see how I can increase it. I’ll begin by noticing opportunities to let go and laugh, connect with others in a fun way. And ultimately, recognize that infusing and embracing laughter throughout a serious day is what can help make life joyful and truly lived.