You know, it’s probably not a good sign when you sit down to do a writing warm up and start arguing with the warm up. A second? What kind of second are we talking? Is it an actual click on the clock or are we talking one of those mystical seconds. You know, the kind of thing like love at first sight or in a second everything changed. How do you measure “first sight”? And can anything change in a second? This five minutes has 5×60 so 300 seconds in it. A lot can happen in 300 seconds. But we’re just talking one. Like a blink of an eye. Now that can happen in a second. A heartbeat can, too. Actually, several, unless you’re an incredibly in shape type person and then maybe only one. Of course, if you’re in that good of shape, you probably aren’t spending five minutes arguing with a writing prompt. You’ve probably figured out the prompt is rather set in its ways and isn’t about to change so you might as well get on with it in the remaining 150 seconds you have left. What would I do with only 150 seconds left? Does this become one of those “live life to its fullest because it’s gone before you know it” kind of things? You could blink a lot in 150 seconds. 140. 130. Somehow, I don’t think sitting here arguing with a sentence is living. It’s being stubborn. Can you be stubborn for only a second? No, pretty sure that’s a not. But I suppose you can decide if you really want to eat the whole bag of m&ms in a second or go for a run instead. You can kiss your kid or your husband in a second. You can also realize your son’s need to argue simple things such as “make a list of things that happen in a second” comes from you. Yup, totally from you. You can also realize in the second after that you probably owe your husband an apology for those genetics. Sorry, honey.