Sunday, April 12, 2015

Taboo

And then suddenly she was crying and I knew it was because of me. But this one joke wasn't meant to harm, there was no edge to it, none of which I was aware.

"A friend of yours commit suicide?" She nodded. "Was it recent?" And she nodded again. She told me she should go and I said she didn't have to, but I don't think she wanted me to see her like that. Why not? I was already seeing her.

I don't feel bad for making the joke. I would make it again. There isn't a subject in the world that can't be laughed at. You can't please everyone all of the time. Sooner or later you'll find someone with a few drops of mourning still left in their eyes. Maybe it's then we need those jokes the most.

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