I've come to realize that the sum worth of my life can be defined in five or so cycles of activity.
1) The process of sleep and rest
2) The modes of eating, digesting, and excretion
3) The constant, romantic struggle with women and sexual urges
4) Daily usage of digital information via the world wide web
5) Drawing shit.
So there you go, fuck your principles of self-esteem, security, social acceptance and self-actualization, Abe. And tell Sigmund to suck my dick, he'd probably get a real kick out of that, eh?