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In My Grip Samhain 1986 [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] In high school, they told us, "The world is yours for the taking." They failed to mention the price we'd pay, but we soon discovered it ourselves. I was raised in the generation of latch key kids. I spent countless hours laying in my dark bedroom listening to Nirvana and wondering if I'd be able to save Hyrule. That's a Legend of Zelda reference for any Millenial reading this post. School wasn't necessarily a battlefield of Mean Girls but was more of a bore. We didn't have too many teen moms. Why? Because we were told if we had sex, we'd get AIDS, and die a horrible death. Not to say we didn't have sex, but we were a little more choosey about partners and condoms weren't up for negotiation. We were warned that rock music would lead us to join a cult and smoking a joint was sure to end with us smoking crack. After all those feeble attempts to mold me into a high school superstar failed, it was clear I'd be better off minding my own business and going through the routine. I wasn't a slacker, as so many Gen X-ers were called. I enjoyed learning, just not what was taught in school. Teachers gave up trying to occupy me after I blazed through the work ahead of everyone else yet had no interest in joining any academic teams. I tried sports, drama, dance, and even cheerleading. Since I sucked at them all, I decided to stick with what I did best- writing. I didn't last long in Journalism, Yearbook, or at the school newspaper though. My snarky realist point of view was underappreciated. So I did what many of my friends did- came home from school, took care of my little sister, did a little housework, made some mac & cheese, and played video games while waiting for my parents to get home. The time has now come for Generation X to show the world we're not a generation of burnouts. We are killing this pandemic. We muddled along in life avoiding being kidnapped by deranged cultists, played sports we sucked at without getting trophies, and even managed to not get shot by cops because we used our God-given commonsense instead of a smart ass of entitled mouth. See, we weren't actual rebels. We played by the rules and flew just under the radar. Finally, my go with the flow way of life is considered normal. I spent most of my time at home before the pandemic, but now people notice and give me respect. The only difference is making sure my kids and mother stay indoors too. It's fine though, all I really need is a few video games and a case of mac & cheese. Note ▼ |
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but seems to be okay today. I worry about my poor circulation, scrub my toes with a soft bristle brush, watch discoloration come and go. I probably need new arteries or veins but hey... "Heathcare" USA (enough said?). I may be better off trying something here in Thailand. But still... wish I lived in a country that had adequate patient based healthcare. Thailand and Taiwan mostly do, but I can't access it. First world systems like Europe, Canada and Australia do, but again, I can't access it.