I do think you should go on the bad date. I do think you should sleep with your ex. I do think you should take the money-job over the passion-job, I do think you should keep texting your best friend who ditched you for her boyfriend, I do think you should blow up at your mom in the middle of thanksgiving dinner, talk shit behind your sister’s back, stick out the lease with your shitty roommate, kiss your co-worker, cheat on your boyfriend, do it (consensually) without the condom, drink too much at a funeral, dabble in a cult, go backpacking to run from your problems. I think you should crash the fuck out.