I’ve taken up a new hobby: Holding my breath. Yes, that’s right. I sit there like an idiot in class holding my breath. Eventually, unable to hold it in anymore, I exhale like I just took the biggest bong hit ever.
Usually, I’ll try to count the seconds I am able to hold it, however sometimes I do it just to do it. I have a theory that counting makes you aware you’re not breathing and psyches you...