The older generation didn’t grow up with technology; we grew through it. We didn’t get dropped into the digital ocean with floaties and Wi-Fi—no, we were shoved into the shallow end with bricks tied to our ankles, expected to dog-paddle through dial-up and BIOS screens. Every step forward was paved with trial, error, and the occasional corrupted floppy disk that felt like God Himself had betrayed you.
Today I asked myself a deceptively simple question:
Is it better to be financially wealthy or financially stable?
Natural selection doesn’t care. It isn’t personal. No gold stars for effort, no justice for the kind-hearted. It’s a filter with no emotion — keep what works, discard what doesn’t.
In the great masquerade of modern life, acquaintances wear masks and sip cocktails, while true friends are the ones backstage, holding your emotional hair back as you emotionally vomit your life’s truths.
But what really separates a true friend from a casual acquaintance or even a regular ol’ “friend”? Let’s dig in, with gloves off and hearts open.
The older generation didn’t grow up with technology; we grew through it. We didn’t get dropped into the digital ocean with floaties and W...
