With storm clouds brewing and darkness never far.
With insecurities, anxieties, sleepless nights and doubt constant companions.
The heaviness of the world can be overwhelming at times.
Straining against the demons within.
Fighting the incessant pain.
Looking for relief.
Doesn't humor have a place at the table?
In the playlist of the dynamic is always the usual sounds.
Moans of pleasure.
Whimpers of desperation.
Begs for mercy.
Screams of orgasmic delight.
Purrs of contentment.
But I argue that giggles of childlike glee should also be included in this soundtrack.
Moments of shared levity.
Conversations of completely silliness.
Poking fun at the lunacy surrounding us.
Isn't it said that laughter is the best medicine?
Why not share a healthy dose whenever possible?
Why not bathe in the joy it provides to the partner that needs its healing power?
Stripping off the mask of tragedy and donning that of comedy.
I say it's a nice balance to offer.
