The last week or so, I've had an inescapable giggle fit that I absolutely love. And laughter, I believe, is one of those things in life you can never have enough of. Between cracking jokes and finding comedy in everything, it's been a great light-heartedness that was far overdue - and apparently it shows.
Last night, a few co-workers and I went out for happy hour drinks. When I grabbed a cab home, the driver engaged in the usual, light conversation - circling around where I was from and what I did for a living. But then it got quiet and a few minutes went by, and I could see him looking back at me through the rear view mirror.
"Can I tell you something?"
I nodded somewhat cautiously.
"You seem like a really happy person, and I don't see that too often."
In a busy, sometimes chaotic, city, I believe him. A lot of times we get wound too tight. But I was insanely flattered, and got me thinking about perception. Our family and friends know us so well, but I think a stranger can sometimes mirror ourselves back to us best. Their vision isn't muddied with the past, it's the first impression, and understanding who you are in a moment.
And if in a moment we can communicate a happy, open person, then we're on the right track.
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