doing me.

'doing me' is probably the most selfish thing one can do. it makes complete sense at this age to get to know yourself and push yourself to find the real you. find out what you want, who you want, and how you are going to get it. but maybe our generation doesn't have it as figured out as we think. maybe we have masked selfishness as self discovery. what if we don't like who we are as a free agent? maybe we need that other person to consider, to consult and to care for. somebody to keep you at home or get angry when you drink too much. someone to care when you dress like a floozy or eat cereal for dinner. where is the balance?