I was stationed at a long table against the white-brick wall in the public library, with a view of the empty basketball-courts behind back. An older librarian was to my left, sifting through the reserved books and calling her co-workers dumbasses under her breath–it was quite comical. I was trying to warm-up my mind to get to the point of putting words down on paper–in an artful way, of course. Then, my phone was buzzing on top of my satchel; it was a call from my friend, Ryan. I went outside to take it.
I returned back to the table after a conversation full of non-stop laughter and two minds working together. Thirty minutes later, I received a text from him, reading: “I couldn’t stop laughing for twenty minutes after getting off the phone hahah.” At that moment, my words were flowing on to the paper with ease.
We each know certain people who just understand us and make work effortless when together. It’s almost as if the two people finish one another’s sentences. I’ve only encountered one person who I am able to do that with, especially when it’s in reference to humor.
I leaned back in my navy-cushioned chair and giggled through my reread of my recent story. Bursts of laugher erupted and echoed in the still library. It’s true–“Having fun isn’t hard when you’ve got a library card.”