Well tomorrow I find out if I have cancer again, so woo.
I used to spend my nights loving you, mixed up in feelings of desire and heartache. Now, I spend my nights trying to lose you in the mouths of strangers and the words that come from them. I’ve watched days, and months, and almost years pass by, hoping to lose you somewhere in the distance, but you’re never far behind.
You mean the generation that paid three times as much for college to enter a job market with triple the unemployment isn’t interested in purchasing the assets of the generation who just blew an enormous housing bubble and kept it from popping through quantitative easing and out-and-out federal support? Curious.
—When comments are better than the article, Atlantic edition (“The Cheapest Generation: Why Millennials aren’t buying cars or houses, and what that means for the economy”)