Do you ever wish that you could be in two places at one time, like Hermione in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Askaban? I too wish there were two of me. (Don't say "There are two of you, you're a twin." Even though I am a twin, there are not two of me, you idiot!) I'm pretty good about missing things, just because I only go to what I care about. But recently, I've been afraid that I am going to develop the fear of missing out. I have a fear of having the fear of missing out. I'm calling it fomophobia. I believe that the country is taking great steps to downgrade fomophobia. People can marry whoever they want to, and I'm not afraid to miss it. There was a time when I would have said that I have to be there early, with a gift, but now I can check the not attending box and remain perfectly content with no fear of the consequences. I can only experience what is happening around me, so I literally don't know what I am missing. It's great to let the world happen around you and to stay in the moment that you are experiencing currently. That is how life is supposed to work.

But seriously! Who am I kidding? So much is going on all of the time. People are having fun without me. Take me with you. I want to go. Where's the party tonight? Where is it? I'll be there, early, with a gift. Just please tell me where something is happening. Okay? Can you do that? I just need a little taste of something fun. Let me in to your club. Include me, for Christ's sake. Do it for Christ! What would Jesus do? He would let me tag along to wherever the fun is. Let's go!!