Maybe one person isn't really able to be both Id and Ego. Maybe that's why we each have a friend who seems content chasing dreams while sleeping on couches, rolling the dice with no health insurance, and saying the kinds of things to women that either him laid or a drink thrown in his face. Meanwhile, Mr. Responsible earned a few college degrees, started a career, bought a house, became a husband, and has to conduct nearly constant maintenance on his facade for fear of it all coming apart.

The test will be when these forces come back together after years of careful separation. Mr. Responsible is always being pulled back towards Mr. Id- envious in his freedom and ability to just be himself. If nothing else, now that he's let that facade crack (now that he's opened his eyes to the cage he'd built himself, and tore it down with his own hands) he'll have a companion to be adventurous with again, a cheerleader for living in the moment. With health insurance.