The contest dream

I had a dream last night that I was in the military and that my platoon was having a contest to see who could hold their breath the longest. I have always been good at this. When I was younger, I once choked on a piece of candy and ever since, I have practiced holding my breath. I can usually make it at least 2 minutes, but not much farther than that. In the dream, we got started and after about a minute, at least half of the group had dropped out. By 1 minute 50 seconds, it was down to me and one other person. The other guy dropped out at 2 minutes on the nose, but I kept going until 2 minutes, 12 seconds. Naturally I won.

Strange, but when I woke up this morning, I wondered to myself: why 2:12?

Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.