Laughter rescues us, like the pressure valve that keeps the human soul from collapsing under its own seriousness. In moments where logic fails and dignity frays, laughter steps in like an uninvited guest who knows the house better than its owner. It cuts through fear, softens cruelty, and mocks the very absurdity that would undo us. A person who can still laugh at themselves hasn’t lost the plot; they’ve found the loophole that keeps despair from writing the ending.