Good question!
I certainly never entertained any thoughts about how little or how often I laughed until a few years ago when I had quite a peculiar encounter. Meeting an old friend from high school we started reminiscing some trivial events, and I laughed so hard, just like I used to when I was a kid.
It dawned on me, there and then, I had forgotten what laughter felt like, and my own laughter seemed odd, like a piece of clothing you borrow from someone else and hangs a bit large when you wear it.
And it was such a strange realization! The muscles in my face performed the laughter perfectly, but my brain found the exercise unfamiliar and downright bizarre.
I certainly never entertained any thoughts about how little or how often I laughed until a few years ago when I had quite a peculiar encounter. Meeting an old friend from high school we started reminiscing some trivial events, and I laughed so hard, just like I used to when I was a kid.
It dawned on me, there and then, I had forgotten what laughter felt like, and my own laughter seemed odd, like a piece of clothing you borrow from someone else and hangs a bit large when you wear it.
And it was such a strange realization! The muscles in my face performed the laughter perfectly, but my brain found the exercise unfamiliar and downright bizarre.
