Graffiti: a form of art, or a form of destruction?
Depression: an ailment, or an excuse?
Friends: for comfort, or for pretence?
Smoking: addiction, or hobby?
Expectations: a way to excel, or a way to utter impairment?
Coffee: a detremental drug, or a natural antidote?
Love: a feeling, or a state of mind?
Poetry: a vent for inexplicable feelings, or an expemtion for those who cannot write more than fifteen words?
Mobile Phones: bringing us closer together, or giving us plausible excuses not to see each other?
Books: an form escapism, or a form of distraction?
On-line Journals: a way of indirectly seeking attention, or a way of identifying with other people?
Or maybe just a cheaper, more effective psychologist...