Laugh...

Partaking in late night virtual Internet chats. Non-pornographic, mind you.

It's the most social contact I get these days. A sad prospect but it is one of the few things keeping my feet firmly planted in this reality.

And I laugh. It's been hard to really laugh throughout the day because, let's face it, not many college attendees are funny. They all enjoy Dane Cook for chrissake!

But I find myself forcing laughter all the same. Even if there is a mere glint of possible humor, I force laughter. It's not to be nice or anything.

Sometimes, it just feels good to be human again, even for a few seconds.