Im just a misguided ghost…travelling endlessly…

for those that know me, you are aware of my sharp and biting sarcasm that i carry with me at all times. im never at a loss for words and can always make people laugh. sometimes, people are the victims so that others may laugh but i always turn my attention on those very others so everyone gets a turn.

for those that REALLY know me, they know that beyond this, im the rock when terrible things happen. the shoulder to cry on. the ear that listens. the person to vent to. and within that, i use my humor to make those closest to me laugh and smile. to ease their tears and alleviate their stress. and i do it gladly.

but i feel nothing.

i dont have those stresses, those fears and pains. i experience them right along side my friends and family, but i dont feel it that way they do. all i feel is humor. all i do is laugh and make those around me laugh…even at my own expense.

Pablo Neruda, a Chilean poet, once said “laughter is the language of the soul.” i hold to the belief that this is true. if it isnt, then i believe that i have no soul. if left me along time ago, and laughter is all i have left.

i have the ability to make anyone laugh in any situation, no matter how grave. is that really that bad?

–M–