Belong
by Washed Out

Each person has idiosyncrasies. Today, I was at the post office, turning in a Netflix DVD, and the worker said, "You know, you could put it in the box." I nodded.

"I know, but I like handing it over for some reason." He was right, however, it is my strange quirk.

Later today, I was sitting on the bus, and the guy in front of me was a 20-something with short platinum blond hair. He kept biting his lip. Not once. Not even twice. More like every second. After transferring buses, there was a man who talked on his cellphone as though he was in his own home. The guy leaned over his seat, legs tied, laughing obnoxiously loud. I don't know why we do these little quirks? I guess, people can argue, it means nothing at all. But I can say maybe the guy's lips was chapped and the loud guy likes attention. Who knows.

Random Thought: I'm so excited to see my best friend.