He laughed at everything. Like. Everything. He failed a test..laughed at it. His Phone broke...Laughed. He burnt his dinner...Laughed. HE ALWAYS FOUND A WAY TO LAUGH AT....EVERYTHING. And I kind of envied him. He was always happy...somehow.
And although I can't say I am anywhere near as good as he is at it. In fact, sometimes I struggle to do it. But some of it did rub off on me. And thanks to him, I have achieved a whole new outlook on life. And I try to use it as much as possible. The funny thing about it is. The bad part about it... is that you cannot take anything seriously. The good part is....you don't take anything seriously.
When someone is different, don't think they're weird. Get to know them. You'll never know what you may learn