What if sharing earbuds was more than just an exchange of wax?
You know, like what if sharing earbuds was an exchange of essence, your essence, maybe even portions of your personality?
Like maybe one day I'm not a big fan of rodeos but the next day I'm listening to Hank Williams just because I was sitting next to a guy on the bus and the dude was wearing cowboy boots and a vest and I asked if I could borrow his earbuds.
Something to think about. A word of caution the next time you're riding a bus.
Sharing eabuds . . . eh.