Savoring the perils of life.

I'm learning to laugh. At my semi-friend Julie. And others in depression. Because they are funny. Especially Julie. Because she's a manic-depressive.  With huge mood swings. One moment, she's relatively happy and vibrant and positive. But not for long.  She falls into the abyss of sadness.  And that's when she's the funniest. All that doom and  gloom. It's hilarious. Because she portrays me as a cad. A villain. When really, I'm a dashing hero. A comic book character.  The mighty Superman.  Funny, Funny. Life was meant to be funny. But Julie doesn't have the time or wherewithal  or the inclination to savor the funny perils of life. --Jim Broede