Concentrate.

One good thing about Brent being gone is that I'm forced to find things to do other than be with him. As much as I absolutely love spending time with him, I think it's good for a relationship to be able to be two independent people. And though I miss him like crazy, last night I actually had a great time.
Zack, one of my very best friends, came over and we stayed up till four in the morning watching a movie and talking. It was a blast! Almost like we stepped back in time about four years. We still joke about the same stuff and have the same old quirky habits to tease each other about. And as always, I can talk to him about anything and everything, and he still has the patience to listen to me. ;) Even to the point where actually taking in what I'm saying, leads to discomfort.

Me: (jumping up and down, fluttering my hands and looking at the light trying to sneeze)

Zack: "Sneeze?"

Me: "Ah! You took it away!!"

Zack: "Haha..."

Me: "Seriously. It takes a certain amount of concentration to get a sneeze to come out. If you concentrate too hard on trying to sneeze then it won't come. But if you don't concentrate hard enough you still won't be able to get it out. It takes just the right amount of concentration to sneeze."

Zack: "Oh my...I've never thought about the concentration it takes to sneeze. From now on when I need to sneeze, I'm going to think of the word 'balance'."

Me: "I'm telling you, it's true. I know I'm a little weird but, I promise it's true."


I got a text from Zack about a half an hour ago...the conversation follows:

Z: "I just concentrated too hard on a sneeze."

M: "Hahaha. Did it not come?"

"NO!"

"Hahaha. That's awesome"

"I owe you one now!"

"Haha. Yes you do"

I knew I was always right about everything. Good thing I've got Zack to remind me.