anybody else engaging in this bizarre behavior I can't let go of?
it takes me a month to go through a pack these days, even giving them away, because I'm one of those lucky freaks who can just smoke one here and there and not be interested in one day to day
but I'm still flipping the front middle one over every time I open a new pack
maybe (probably!) you don't do lucky cigs – what're you doing that's a ridiculous holdover from forever ago?
I knock on doors with two sets of seven knocks separated by around a second. I also only run faster than 6:30/mi if I am wearing one specific pair of sunglasses.
If someone knocks on my door I assume they're an uninvited guest. If you're my friend you either come right in or text me that you're here and I'll come out.
I choose to believe they make you one with the earth, which allows your feet to transport you anywhere your mind believes you could be, and that's why it feels like you run faster with them on – you're secretly teleporting tiny little jumps