Thursday, January 6, 2011

The Laugh

I was waiting in my car outside the store when I heard it. The Laugh. Two ladies were exchanging pleasantries, and as they turned to walk away, one of the ladies laughed.

It is a pleasant, slightly high pitched laugh. Kind of playful, yet flirty at the same time. It is a laugh that speaks volumes,

It can say things like: I have a secret life, but that is not for you to know about, so I will just laugh and keep you guessing.

It is a laugh that says, I am not fine despite what I say to you, so I laugh to try to prove to you that I am okay.

It says, I have no better way to end the conversation, but I really need to go, so I laugh.

It is a way of covering up the fact that you are uncomfortable.

It is a way of showing confidence, whether real or fake.

The Laugh is a language on its own. It says so many things, while not saying anything at all.

I can try for years, but I know I will never learn The Laugh. For it is not something that is learned. You either have it or you don't.

Clearly, I do not.

2 comments:

  1. If it's a covering-up laugh, that says you're not ok, b"h you don't have it :) i love when you take something from totally every day life and expand on it! Do more of those :)

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  2. :) thanks mushkie. maybe i will. snow, anybody?

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