There's nothing wrong with that.

I've spent considerable amounts of time attempting to do handstands in a basement. I've listened to bands that aren't cool. I've danced lame dances, I've worn unfashionable clothes. I play video games, I have no problem with a little classical music, and I've snapped my fingers in a z-for-ma-tionnnn.

Nothing wrong with those, until someone else looks on, jealous, and goes, "What the hell are you doing?"

Don't you miss those days of doing what you actually wanted to do, without giving a shit what other people might think? When you could be a superhero fighting an airplane in the middle of a mall, and people would cheer you on?

Why did that have to end? Why did we have to create an environment when only certain things are allowed? Why do we have to pretend that we don't miss that?

Because I do. I miss that a lot. I miss being superman, grabbing plastic dinosaurs, and having kung fu battles.

But I can't anymore. I've turned myself into a person who's embarrassed to do all of that. I'm embarrassed to express myself. What kind of sick place is the Earth to that to me?

Excuse me for being so dramatic and existential, but

WHAT. THE. FUCK.