Yesterday I went to some hot springs with a few friends. One of them had apparently been having boy problems for the past week or so. When we were on the way home she started talking about changes in her life and how they've affected her personality.
"I feel like there are two of me. The old me, who is like this good little Catholic school girl, and the new me, who tries to sleep with every guy she meets."
Another friend said, "I feel like there probably ought to be a third option in there somewhere."
I added, "Yeah, maybe like a version of you that only sleeps with half the guys she meets."