I love smiling. Smiling’s my favorite

I am somebody who enjoys to smile. I don’t just smile when something good happens, or when someone says something funny, I smile all the time. When I’m sitting at my desk at work, I smile. When I’m walking down the street, I smile. When I’m running on the treadmill at the gym, I smile.

It’s not because I have a mental deficiency; I just plainly enjoy being happy. I like to look acknowledge and think about the happy things in life, and very often, I like to think about recent times in my life when I was joyful. That causes me to smile.

Now, if you smile during an appropriate time — like after a joke was made, or after you and your friends just gathered around and smoked a J — no one will question it. In fact, they’ll probably be smiling too.

However, if you’re walking down the hallway completely alone, and somebody happens to see you and notice that you are smiling, they are going to think that you are senile. This happens to me very often.

Everytime someone sees me smiling, they always look at me and say, “Why are you so happy?”

I usually don’t have a specific answer for them. Most of the time, I’m not even 100% sure myself why I am smiling. So that is when I quote the movie Elf, and simply say, “I love smiling. Smiling’s my favorite!”

Although it’s a quote from a movie, I think it applies to me perfectly. I genuinely enjoy smiling. And the fact that randomly smiling will elicit so many inquiries from outside observers really says a lot about our society. Is it really that much of a stretch that I could be smiling simply because I am happy? Is that not allowed?

Most of the time, I don’t even realize I’m smiling. So other people may notice it, and only when they ask me about it will I then become aware of the fact that I am smiling.

I’m not saying that we all need to live in some type of Happy World Land and smile 24/7, but, don’t you think this world would be a better place if people smiled a little more often?

First of all, smiling makes you look more visually attractive. Smiling brings out your best features. Why do you think we all smile when we are in photos? Because we look better. I have been told, on multiple occasions, that I have a very nice smile. So then, why the hell is it so freaking bizarre if I am smiling during random parts of the day? Why do I need to justify my happiness?

In this day and age, it’s so often when you look at somebody and just see some ugly scowl on their face. It gives me the impression that  they are in a terrible mood, and that every minute of their life is a drag. Would you prefer that?

Shit, if I was walking down the block, and I passed somebody with a big ole grin on their face, my first thought wouldn’t be “Dude, why the heck are you smiling? What the hell is wrong with you?”

Instead, I would smile back. I would give him a thumbs up and I’d say, “Right on, dude!” I don’t care why he’s smiling. In fact, it’s none of my business. But I would be genuinely delighted just to see somebody happy. It would brighten my day, even if it’s just for a minute.

In a day and age where all we read about online, or hear on the news, is death, tragedy and corruption, then why the heck is it so odd if I want to enjoy the finer things in life with a smile?

And not only that, but a smile goes a long way. If you’re smiling, it gives the impression to others that you are a positive person. It’s a lot easier to make friends and meet new people when you are smiling. I can vouch for that.

If I could, and if it was socially acceptable, I would be smiling every minute of the day. Is that a little overboard? Probably. But I advise everybody to try it sometime. During random points of the day, break out a nice cheerful smile. And don’t wait until you are in front of a camera to do it.

Because when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you.

One thought on “I love smiling. Smiling’s my favorite

  1. Amen to this post. I wish I could go around smiling without anyone questioning it. And did you know? Smiling releases endorphins, seratonin, and painkillers!

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