Our actions are intended to make
us feel like we belong somewhere; we «fit in» among one group by virtue of the snickers and wagging tongues through which we exclude others.
For the first time in several years, I actually
felt like I belonged somewhere.
Maybe it's the sporty material of the skirt and the pastel colors that make
me feel like I belong somewhere preppier than where I usually hang out.
Both of them want to
feel like they belong somewhere.