The Second Time

It’s been a while since just Sleepless, Ice Cream Man and I have hung out so when we had the opportunity to do so we took full advantage of our time by pouring a drink and watching Dodgeball.

 

As we watched the movie we laughed a lot. “Have you not seen this movie?” Ice Cream Man asked. “Yes, I’ve seen it. It’s just been a while,” I informed him. “Can she not laugh if she has seen it before?” Sleepless asked. “No, it’s fine,” he told us.

 

I’m glad it’s fine. If it wasn’t, there are a lot of things I’ve done once and, upon doing a second, third or trillionth time, I’d like to have the same experience (assuming it was positive) as the first time. I understand that isn’t always possible, and that’s why we have the restaurant scene in When Harry Met Sally. I’ve seen that movie several times and I laugh every time at that scene. If watching that scene with me, one would never know if my laugh is real or fake or if it was my first or second time watching.

 

Quite frankly, it doesn’t matter. As long as you’re enjoying whatever is happening, it shouldn’t matter if you laugh, make a lot of noise or lay listlessly. It also doesn’t matter if it is your first or second time. Although, I must admit, the second time around I am almost always surprised by something I missed or wowed again by something great. As Captain & Tenille so wisely sang, on more than one occasion, ‘Do that to me one more time.’

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