I have a problem.  And as my friend Leanne always quotes, “Admittance is the first step to recovery.”  But I am not sure there is a 12 step program out there for my problem.  You see, “my funny” left me.  It must have gone on summer vacation or something because it has been gone for the last couple of weeks.  It doesn’t call.  It doesn’t write.  Hasn’t even sent me a touristy postcard from wherever it is.  My funny (as I call it) is that silly, illogical voice in my head that gives me the best lines in my stories.  And as you might have realized by now…it is always a story with me.  So my funny is missing, and I would like it back!  I could call the police department to fill out a missing persons report.  But I’m not quite sure they would see the humor in the situation.  Actually, I am not seeing the humor in most situations – that is the problem!!!

You get so accustomed to something that you don’t realize how much you will miss it until it is gone.  Man, I really want that zany voice back in my head!  Some people take medication to make the voices in their head go away…maybe I can get a prescription to make them come back.  Well come to think of it, there are meds out there that will create voices in my head, but I don’t think those are preferable or legal.

So for now, I am surviving.  Life isn’t as much fun.  And while I would like to kick and scream over the silence, I am not sure that would get me anywhere – other than the loony bin!  And I don’t want to go there.  So I will just wait to see if my quirky sense of humor comes back on its own.  Maybe it will get homesick.