The Sock Diaries 8/28/2012

More and more often I find myself thinking the deepest thoughts shortly after masturbation. It's not really a surprise, seeing as how I'm definitely submitting myself into the category of chronic masturbator, bordering on masturbation addict. This stems, pretty obviously, from a lifestyle of raging hormones and a lack of actual sex. I partially blame this on my former penchant for long distance relationships and the fact that I've been in the army since 2009 and have since been to 4 different temporary stations in 3 years. But my most recent epiphany came at the end of one particularly sad ending episode of a show I finally got into. It ended off with a sad song and someone reminiscing on a past relationship with teary eyes and a sad smile. It made me realize that, even when you might get so sad, and lonely, and depressed and regretful, it's all a part of being young in America. You just have to appreciate the fact that you have something to reminisce on and be confident you'll get the chance to right your wrongs and make much funner mistakes than you already have. That's our youth, full of fun times, wishful thinking, and sad songs that we think define our lives. But in reality, it's us defining those sad songs, and riding them back up to the top of our emotional, adolescent roller coasters.