Yes Virginia we do have a need to smile everyday. Not just a simple one, but a pealing, gout-wrenching laughter. If unavailable, a chuckle in sound reverb is good enough. Where do we get this, how do we get this, how can we get this?
First, read your morning paper. Read the editorials, or the columns of Conrado de Quiros or Rina David, or Neal Cruz. Listen to Deo Macalma with his mountain accent or Ben Paypon who greets every Ms. Universe in the universe.
Or, watch your dogs slug each other over a piece of withered bone. Or, watch in ironic alarm when your male cockatiel humps the female one with such piercing protest that cats quiet down.
No matter how, just get your chuckle. It will be the coffee of your emotional cells. It will perk you up and it will be the resounding gong of your day. Oh, I’d rather have my chuckle than spend my day having a grim face. Really, it is so tiring maintaining that brooding look. (Remember how Marlon Brando died? Alone, with a bored look and a drawl even he wouldn’t be able to understand.)
Or talk to your plants. Go ahead, don’t mind the neighbors.
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