Things That Make Me Laugh

I laugh at things that absolutely shouldn’t be funny, but are. Like when someone confidently walks in the wrong direction and only realizes it after a solid five seconds. The commitment. The hope. The quiet panic. Comedy.

I laugh at awkward silence. Not the brief kind—the long, drawn-out kind where everyone suddenly finds the ceiling fascinating. When someone tries to save it and makes it worse? Elite humor.

I laugh at how humans pretend things didn’t happen. Someone drops something loudly in a quiet room and acts like gravity personally betrayed them. Someone says the wrong name and just keeps talking faster, hoping no one noticed. We noticed.

I laugh at my own brain. The way it replays embarrassing moments from ten years ago at 2 a.m. like it’s breaking news. The way I practice arguments in the shower and win every single time. The way I rehearse conversations that never happen and then panic when real ones do.

I laugh at adults. All of us. Fully grown, paying bills, still shocked when responsibilities show up. Acting like laundry is a personal attack. Saying things like “I’ll just rest for a second” and waking up an hour later confused and betrayed.

I laugh at overly confident wrongness. The boldness. The passion. The absolute refusal to check facts. Watching someone argue their way into being incorrect is like performance art.

I laugh at bad timing. Saying “you too” when someone tells you to enjoy your meal. Waving back at someone who was not waving at you. Holding the door for someone who is way too far away and now both of you are stuck in a social contract neither of you wanted.

I laugh at how seriously we take ourselves while doing deeply unserious things. Overthinking texts. Reading tone into punctuation. Staring at a “Seen” notification like it’s a personal attack. We are not okay, and that’s funny.

And sometimes I laugh because if I don’t, I’ll spiral. Humor is my emergency exit. My way of saying, “Alright, this is ridiculous, and so am I.”

Honestly, if I didn’t laugh at these things, I’d be insufferable. So if you see me laughing at nothing, mind your business. I’m surviving.