Why do I get so excited about the idea of drinking? The thought of downing a few beers with a group of friends is wildly compelling, isn't it? Friends, alcohol, good times...right? I guess this all started when I was a freshman. Curiosity. Experimentation. Good times. [Bad times.] Formation of strong associations. Fond memories. Future projections. Temptation. For all you know, this sequence of events might describe my becoming an avid library book reader. In fact, it's a pattern that describes a broad range of human activity.
Moderation in all things, right? But what about the things that make us happy? Shouldn't we want to maximize the things in that category? I'm not making any arguments here, just asking asking you to think about a few questions and their ramifications. Okay. That's all.
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