I should have seen it coming. I was mid-conversation with my boyfriend, still in pajamas, a few Saturdays ago and reached into his fridge for a Diet Coke. The 24-pack hadn't been opened, so I ripped the side flap. And a flood of soda cans fell to the floor.

I just cracked up. I didn't try to stop the avalanche. I just laughed. And he just watched me.

And it struck me how rare it is for me just to enjoy my own silliness, to laugh in the face of my own imperfections without feeling embarrassment or self-consciousness. I should laugh like that more often.
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