Are we ageing differently compared to those before us? Are we more or less desperate, crushed, lonely and exasperated?
Living at our parents' houses, the young folks home, the pre-retirement home, the pre-home home.
Consumerism was probably a lot more pleasurable without the ethical concerns. Wars were probably hitting less close to home and further from our wallets.
Money is expensive and twenty-six is old enough to have your very own depression. Am I doing everything right?
There's kids on apps with more success while I'm working, from home, my pre-home home, alone for way way less
Is it me, our time, my age or this wine? That got me feeling twenty-six.
At least I used to have an alter ego, an easy character to play. Now I have to be me.