My mother is delusional (a rant)
My mother has the warped notion that, coming from a working class family that couldn't afford to give me a means of transportation, I should have spent the last four years travelling, taking fun little jobs to pay for food and gas, and just having a good old time on the road. My mother has lost her mind.
I don't know anyone in my generation who has been able to do that. Everyone I know, even if their parents did give them a car for their sixteenth birthday, has to find somewhere to live and stay there if they want to live at all. No one can afford to travel from town to town, working for the summer and then moving on. Welcome to the real world. The Summer of Love died long before I was born.
I don't know anyone in my generation who has been able to do that. Everyone I know, even if their parents did give them a car for their sixteenth birthday, has to find somewhere to live and stay there if they want to live at all. No one can afford to travel from town to town, working for the summer and then moving on. Welcome to the real world. The Summer of Love died long before I was born.