They often say, "You don't appreciate it until it's gone, but you don't know what you have been missing until you have it."

My roommate has a lot of breathy giggles. The kind that resonate with nervousness and sociablity. Habits, I assume. They come whenever there's some sort of social interaction, whether it's humorous or serious. It's always there. It reminds me of my last phone call with Jon. I had started lamenting about how cruel the world was. He laughed. Then I complained how friendship is sometimes useless. He started laughing, but then realized what he was laughing at. And even what I was vaguely alluding to. "Haha...huh?"
Habit? Bad habit, yes.

My horrorscope today from Me43.com says, "If you're feeling grumpy, interesting social distractions will restore your cheer."
I am tired actually.