Laughter is so infectious-even without real context. I wonder if a laugh track in our backgrounds would improve mood disorders?
Case in point, I was having a bit of a gloomy morning, and Oliver the parrot has chosen this morning to bust out with his litany of laughter. So, interspersed with gloomy thoughts comes a "ha ha haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" or a "muwah ha ha ha" and I can't help myself, I smile, and pretty soon, I'm laughing back. Compelled to be happy.
Not to be outdone, Oliver the dog marches in with a sycamore leaf planted firmly, even artistically on his broad snout. He doesn't appear to notice the leaf, and nestled in his bristles, the leaf is fixed, it won't budge. The longer the leaf stays put, the more I laugh and the parrot guffaws in chorus. Oliver look solemnly at us both-he has no idea what is so funny, but he grins politely anyway, cause he's a polite little chap.
Some days, a person has to crawl out of a pit of despair on their own. Other days, a few friends drop by to hasten the process along.