I’ve been staying in Miami, Florida now for the past year, and I must say that I have dubbed it, The City of Basic Humor.
People laugh here often. Thing is, sometimes I’m unsure if someone is laughing because they feel obligated or because they are truly feeling exuberant.
I hear a co-worker laugh at an age-old joke, and the laughter catches like wildfire. Soon, the whole office is laughing and I wonder, am I the only one here who has heard that before?
Maybe it’s my sense of humor that is old news. Or perhaps, being a writer has left me a little shell-shocked.