Ramen. Why do I love you?

  Ramen. Why do I love it? Why does it always call to me when I feel the urge to eat? It's just noodles, seasoning, and water but yet...it's always wanted in my belly. We've all had it and know for a fact that it's the cheap food that college students eat because they are saving their money for the terrible moose piss they call beer. Yet I'm drawn to it. Always. Why? Is it because you can get seventy of them for a dollar? Is it because it's easy to make? All you do is boil water, add noodles, then add seasonings. You're done. You eat. You're full of noms. Is it because it's authentic Asian cuisine? Yeeeeeeah that last one is total B.S. Still I love it. In a world with bacon wrapped filets cooked to medium rare with a nice side of garlic mashed potatoes, sushi, and many other noms I still go back to The Ramen. Chicken flavored of course. Why would I get any of those other flavors? The chicken is perfect.
  Of course I doctor mine up a bit now a days. A little chili garlic paste, some soy sauce, fish sauce, lemon juice, rice vinegar, sliced red onion, mushrooms, and some green onion. Nice and tasty. That's just one of the ways I have made myself The Ramen. I've used the Ramen as a side dish of noodles. Made the bacon ramen....I'm trying to think of the other ways I've made it but I'm stuck on these. They're so very tasty.
  The question will plague me until the end of days I bet. Why do I love it? Why do I eat it? Will I hide inside a blanket fort so no one can see my secret shame of loving Ramen? How spicy will I make it next time? Maybe have it with a little soy, sriracha, a few mixed veggies, and maybe some sliced chicken in it next time. Now that I think about it I am running a bit low. Only have 30 packets left. Now if you'll excuse me I'll be over here. Contemplating these questions and eating more Ramen.