So, I answered this question in a journal at 18. My answers are a little embarrassing, but it's just too germane for me not to dig them up. Ok, found.

My favorite sensations, noble or otherwise:

• Going back and reading something I wrote. Not to sound too self absorbed, but I'm often pleased with myself if I invest an effort into a text or email. I feel that a lot of those compositions would make this journal, and there are lots of things I've written that I'll never get to reread like revisiting this document because they're scattered over old texts buried in my phone or emails. Maybe it's just practice for a writer to write and then move on.

• Checking to see how many likes something got. I know this is conceited, shallow, unhealthy, etc. but I can't help checking an hour after I post something to see how many likes a picture and a caption gets. It's a combination of a pissing-contest and good old fashioned masturbation but I can't help but feel good being "good" at Facebook for five seconds. Everyone has their own rulebook to playing fb, their own dos and do nots, and in the dumbest, most narcissistic game we play, I feel fleeting bits of glory when I get 50 likes on something.

• Curling up with a good book and remembering the phone is far away so when I a momentary wave of restlessness comes over me, I don't grab for my phone and check something, I reconcentrate and continue on enjoying the book. Getting far in one day or a couple of days. Finishing books. Understanding them.

• Sex in the raw. Cumming inside and staying there. Getting my partner off before I do so I don't have to worry about ruining the moment if she doesn't come before I do. Shuddering when I'm inside her. Thinking about being inside of someone when inside someone.

• That giddy wave around 8:30 or 9 in the pm, when I have the best night ahead of me but it hasn't quite started yet, the house party is on track, she's gonna be there, and I think she likes me, I'm gonna get to play the music (editor's note: a playlist, not an instrument) and then we'll dance.