When I was a senior in high school, my best friend and I went to Vermont for an admissions interview at Middlebury College, and stayed at an old inn in the town the night before. The john was out in the common hallway, but there was a sink in the bedroom. During the night, I had to piss, but I didn't want to get dressed to go down the hall, so I pissed in the sink. It was the most transgressive act I had ever performed up till that time in my life, and it felt so liberating.