in my head

in my head, i’m always dancing. whether i’m typing, commuting, sitting, standing, zoning out — when the beat picks up, i dance. i don’t know if others see it too, but i just do.

one night last week, while waiting for the UP-Katipunan jeep to get filled, the guy to my right starts drumming, using his hand, his leg, and the seats. the guy to my left does the same. i wonder if we all hear each other when we’re wrapped into our own little worlds.

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