An hour ago I was fantasizing about a friend; who does n*** modeling. I became so aroused that I did not put a limit to stop myself before I accidentally sprung a leak and ended up racing to the bathroom trying to keep myself contained. After cleaning myself up, I spent the hour reflecting on why do I keep doing this sort of thing every morning, and it has become so predictable that I have been wasting my energy on this instead of devoting it towards other activities. To be honest with myself, I think its time for a change in the morning wake up routine.
