Seriously Unserious

Illustrated and written by Monty Vern

Silliness is not a frivolous exercise for me. But rather a battle for some semblance of sanity. My brain tends to drain into downward spirals. Things tend to get pretty damn dark after awhile.  The facts don't matter so much. The dream house. The loving wife. The healthy kids.  These are just idiosyncrasies in a life too good for me. Emotionally, I feel unworthy.

So what to do when I'm feeling blue? It makes no sense so there is no amount of evidence that will support a winning defense. A logical argument just gets twisted and warped within my noggin. I'm wired for self-flogging. The answer is a cliché. Let me explain my way. The best defense against my negativity is a seriously unserious offense. Truthfully, it's quite silly. Literally.

"Haha", I force a fake laugh. "Hehe" I yelp, hoping it will help. Sometimes I speak in garbely gook, a language of nonsensical sounds that usually have a rhyming hook. Once I've found my sound, It becomes my dance track. My body starts to move like a moose that just lost its rack. Unburdened. Clumsily leaping and lurching to freedom's beat.  Never looking back.

Onlookers may call me crazy. Except young kids. They understand me. They join in with their very own whoop and holler. No need to fake their laughter. They've yet to forget that silliness is a sure-all cure-all to the doldrums. Kids are wired for play. That's why they are so resilient against all of life's trials thrown their way. Then we "grow-up." We forfeit our silliness for seriousness and life becomes injurious. 

But usually this is a solo affair. Just me flailing strangely in the air. Starting off forced and fake, a true laugh starts to overtake. I twist and turn in a mental dance. My downward spiral spinning into an upward swirl. Silliness lifts my spirit. I don't know why I keep forgetting this. That's what this essay is for. A reminder for when I'm feeling down and unsure.

Silliness, my drug of choice. Yes, some side effects. Most notably strange looks. But trust me it's worth it. I'm speaking to me as much as to you. For I'm in a moment of need. "Haha". "Hehe". Off I go. This is going to be one hell of a weird dance show. Let's get up while getting down. It's time to go to silly town.

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