Balance

I get my moments.

Moments when I actually recognize myself.

Moments when I look at passably attractive girls and I start feeling self-conscious; looking everywhere but at them.

Moments when I ponder about the virtues of being in an exclusive, stable, loving, and supportive relationship.

Moments when I'm saddened upon hearing friends tell me all they're looking for are flings - instead of patting them on the back and saying well done bro, welcome to the world.

Moments when the emptiness of decadence hits while I am indulging, and not after like it usually does.

Balance. That's what I need. Yes, a revision is needed. Same path, but revised, slightly.