Thankful for joy and laughter. The kind of laughter that makes you spit out your drink, cry, and beg it to stop. The kind of laughter that has your sides splitting at the seams. The contagious kind. The kind that comes when you are so tired that EVERYTHING is funny. So funny. More funny than it should be.
This was last night. Put together two roommates, no sleep, end of the semester school work, and just awkward life stories and you get sheer hilarity.
It was so good. Just to laugh. To laugh until the point of exhaustion. I need more of that in my life.