I just thought about the most profound and beautiful thing ever the other day. I was utterly obsessed with this thought, and it led me on to other various theories on life. It was like the foundation for the ultimate system of truth. So, are you interested in what this thought was yet?

Before I grace you with my philosophical prowess, immerse your mind in this plane of thought for me, so we can be on the same page.

When you were younger, do you remember how things like video games were just endlessly enjoyable? You could sit in front of your television set, literally rotting your brain into a raw, visceral mess, but it didn’t matter because it was the most enjoyable and gratifying thing ever! Any concept of time was completely defenestrated.

I can recall fond memories of Christmas breaks during grade school-I would wake up at about nine in the morning, do some usual morning stuff, then play video games until I went to bed. Seriously, all I would do the whole day was play video games like a snot-nosed loser!

My mom would scream at me incessantly, but you know what? She just didn’t understand the joy of video gaming, especially to the innocent and youthful child that I was.

The sad thing is, I feel like my mom now. I brought my XBox with me up to college, yet I feel no more enjoyment from playing it. I feel like it’s an indication of some things that might occur in the future.

For instance, I always wonder when the point came in my parents’ lives when they chose to stop listening to fun rock music and decided to listen to smooth jazz and regurgitated, formulated, construed pop music!

It’s scary-I feel like I’m starting to reach the point in my life where the things that used to be incessantly enjoyable to me are starting to become mere afterthoughts.

I feel dull and bored when I play video games now. The whole time I just feel like I want to jump around and maybe throw the television set against the wall in a fit of anger.

Maybe it’s just me and my caffeine-induced hyperactivity, but come on! What is the world coming to?

Right now, I am so satisfied with my music that I listen to. I could listen to music all day; I just can’t imagine ditching this music that I have loved for so long to listen to the elevator music that most adults listen to.

It’s so weird, because I can’t imagine myself ever succumbing to such a horrible habit. However, when I was just a little snot-nosed freak, I probably thought I would never lose my love of video games, but look at me now!

I mean, if you sat me in front of a television and forced me to play video games for a whole day, there’s a good chance that you would find the television, XBox, and controller completely demolished into a million little pieces (as the compulsive liar James Frey would say) when you came back into the room.

So, here’s my conclusion-hold on to your current pleasures. Hold on for dear life. Hold on like you’re holding a friend’s hand who is hanging off a cliff about to fall 20-billion miles onto a very firm concrete surface complete with metal spikes laced with poison.

I just feel like the world we live in sends so many nonverbal, subconscious messages that make us feel obligated to behave in ways contrary to those that would ultimately make us happy.

Who cares if you pick your nose and eat your boogers?

If people want to judge you on that, then they aren’t worthy of your friendship, because if something makes you happy, as long as it isn’t coming at the expense of others or yourself, you should pursue it as best you can-it serves as an attribute of your