Who Do You Look Like?

Smiling matters.

More than we think.

Life already gives us enough reasons to be serious.

Enough rules.

Enough expectations.

Enough things to carry.

He’s usually serious.

Quiet.

Composed.

One of those people who keeps everything inside.

But when we’re together,

something changes.

A face appears.

A joke slips out.

A swear word said without thinking.

And suddenly, laughter.

Not forced.

Not elegant.

Just real.

We’re crooked.

A bit awkward.

Not exactly beautiful in the right way.

Crooked teeth.

Wrong faces.

Expressions that don’t belong in a magazine.

And that’s exactly it.

We’re perfectly imperfect.

And we don’t try to fix it.

And that’s the kind of moment I love.

I like being silly.

I like laughing without a reason.

I like being around people who know how to laugh

and who are not afraid to play along.

People who don’t judge a face,

a bad joke,

or a moment that doesn’t fit the rules.

Smiling doesn’t make problems disappear.

It just reminds us that we’re still human while facing them.

Not everything needs to be deep.

Not everything needs to be controlled.

Not everything needs to make sense.

Sometimes,

being silly is enough.

Laughing is enough.

Being together is enough.

— Fuerpa Slow Journal