I don't know why I was always scared shitless when it came to commitment or any form of a real relationship. Throughout middle school up until freshman year of college, I just assumed I had a childhood phobia regarding attachment. That sounds like a ridiculous overstatement now.

What the hell have I been missing out on? Its such a huge, yet simple, natural form of satisfaction that it certainly doesn't deserve the backseat anymore. In general, folks that I care about shouldn't be my last priority. Yep, so Nelson's bumped up to my passenger seat. Hey, it beats the bitch seat.