Tuesday, December 29, 2015

There's this thing that happens to my sister and I when we start laughing together, almost immediately tears start streaming down our faces like our inner selves are so sad that these funny moments only happen in each other's presence. The thin barrier between grief and glad is accessed too easily even in a public space like the subway platform just the other day. The exposure of this very real moment between profound sadness and extreme silliness floods us at once simultaneously. I'm sure onlookers watch, assured of our complete madness.