Last year I was revisiting a place I hadn't been to in a long time. The last time I had been on this same road trip I was with a group of friends and we were full of life and laughter. Everything became a joke between us and was repeated hundreds of times over the course of the vacation.
The strange thing was that when I went back to that place with a new person all of those jokes came flooding back into my brain. Each mile caused me to remember more and more. Like my brain was getting warmed up. I found myself wanting to shout something that only I would get. I felt like I had the most beautiful thing in the world sitting in the palm of my hand but no one else could see it.
I have noticed that its the little things like these jokes that hold people together. Having a nonsense word like Mayonnaise hold such prominence for a group is nothing short of magic. We spin words around us like they are nothing. Our words give us so much power and we tend to not use the magic behind them.
If I think about it literally, magic could only be used because words exist. I mean not that magic is real or anything but in most forms we think of it as an incantation spoken out loud that causes a reaction from the world around us. When I am talking with someone using an inside joke it casts a spell on the people standing outside of the conversation. They can't help but think "why the hell is that funny" or they just laugh along like they get it. I love both of these responses because it was I that cast the spell and holds the key to unlocking the truth behind the joke.
Having an inside joke with someone pulls you closer together even if the joke is not even worth being repeated. I suggest trying to find someone or a group of people to share an inside joke with and hold on to it because it's the little things in life that make it worth living.
The strange thing was that when I went back to that place with a new person all of those jokes came flooding back into my brain. Each mile caused me to remember more and more. Like my brain was getting warmed up. I found myself wanting to shout something that only I would get. I felt like I had the most beautiful thing in the world sitting in the palm of my hand but no one else could see it.
I have noticed that its the little things like these jokes that hold people together. Having a nonsense word like Mayonnaise hold such prominence for a group is nothing short of magic. We spin words around us like they are nothing. Our words give us so much power and we tend to not use the magic behind them.
If I think about it literally, magic could only be used because words exist. I mean not that magic is real or anything but in most forms we think of it as an incantation spoken out loud that causes a reaction from the world around us. When I am talking with someone using an inside joke it casts a spell on the people standing outside of the conversation. They can't help but think "why the hell is that funny" or they just laugh along like they get it. I love both of these responses because it was I that cast the spell and holds the key to unlocking the truth behind the joke.
Having an inside joke with someone pulls you closer together even if the joke is not even worth being repeated. I suggest trying to find someone or a group of people to share an inside joke with and hold on to it because it's the little things in life that make it worth living.