As of late, I've been feeling a little repressed because of school and so I've not been actively creating things like I should be. In this town, I feel like I'm the only guy who would love to spend a day making art of some sort. Since I can't be much use to other guys in any other capacity, I've been fulfilling the carnal appetites of myself and my fellow males without much remorse or thought. Only now am I realizing how dangerous this is, physically and emotionally. I need to learn to love myself before I can love someone else, huh? I think I might be feeling down on myself because every guy in this college town is godlike in his physique. B