Is it me or....?

I've been riding the subway into the city for the past five years and will be the first to let you know if there was ever anything to suck in life, it would be the subway. It smells, its crowded and it will most likely be the cause of a heart attack for me one of these mornings. While I usually use my time on the train to catch up on sleep, sometimes I stay awake and observe. Well, today I came to a conclusion: there are more freaks in the world than normal people. (If you're not aware, I use the word freak daily in my vocabulary. No, not to describe that kind of freak (dirty minds), but basically just a weird person or a normal person that has done a strange thing. Hang around me long enough and you too will be using this word daily. Trust me) Now, back to the point of this.
While I was on the A train, there was a man sitting across from me speaking to himself. The woman next to him had a look on her face as if she was about to clock anyone that got near her and her 50 shopping bags. The guy standing by the door appeared homeless and extremely aggravated that there were others on the train besides him. Then there was me. Ill be the first to admit that I am a bit strange sometimes. The smell of oranges makes me want to puke, I cut my food into pieces because I think it equals more food and I enjoy doing laundry. However, I would not even put myself anywhere near the level of these people. Not saying that I am better than them, but really.
So next time you're riding the train, take a look around and notice the wonders that are around you. Just don't stare too hard, because, well, you watch the news.
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