Some Ruminations for Your Wednesday

Here ya go.

It's the weirdest feeling when you realize your friends have other friends besides yourself.

Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

I hate when I plan out a conversation with someone in my head and they don't follow the script.

I ask Google all the questions I'm too embarrassed to ask other people.

Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness.

Why does it feel so dirty to use someone else's soap?

Every time I hear a recording of my own voice, I'm convinced that I would not be friends with me if I were someone else.

There really isn't a non-creepy way to tell someone that you've had a dream about them.

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R