I once thought that I don’t deserve to laugh – to have fun. Back to the good old grade school days, I always carry with me a hanky. I don’t possess so much growing up but my hankies are something that’s always been there (even though sometimes I misplaced them). Whenever I’m in a group and they joke around, I would snatch my hankies from my pocket and put them just in front of my lips, and laugh. One time, I was asked ‘Why do you cover your mouth when you laugh?’ and ‘Why do you laugh without sound?’. Then I thought (from my most innocent mind) maybe laughing is…