Yesterday night, after a late dinner and hasty catchup sesh with the friends, I stumbled to the bus interchange in a half-awake state of mind. I was waiting in a long line, and as the bus arrived, the couple (a boy, and a girl)in front of me movedforward. When they reached the front, the boy broke off from the queue and went away.
"When was the last time a boy waited for the bus or the train for you? When was the last time someone sent you home?"
These thoughts popped up in my mind.
About two months ago, my younger brother had asked me to buy one of my facial washes for him, so he could have one to bring into camp. I'd only recently bought it for him.
About two days ago, someone said he hadn't had a quiche in really long. That's all he said, and I was on a constant lookout for yummy quiche. And soon after, I bought it for him.
Tess said it's hilarious how I overthink the details, but honestly, what kind of horrid person am I? ):
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