I have decided that the problem with
most of my previous relationships is
that they were with millennials. This
may sound rather harsh, but for the
six years of being attached rather to
someone from a newer generation,
Z, I have been reflecting on this. I
recall a ladder on the cover of a rather
popular book with a title that essentially
proclaimed when someone you’re with
seems stuck on a rung, when they’ve
outlasted their usefulness to you (dear
reader), then it’s time to ditch them
and move yourself up a rung. Perhaps
not every millennial owns this book, but
it seems awfully indicative of how things
went at the end of my times with those
who’d be considered millennials. Further
more, loyalty and commitment feel excluded
from a lengthy, generation-sized beat on
the timeline of modern life. That’s a pretty
broad stroke I’ve just painted, granted, but
I do think it one worthy to contemplate. If
you’d ever like to discuss this further, I would
welcome the opportunity to do so at your leisure.
from a lengthy, generation-sized beat on
the timeline of modern life. That’s a pretty
broad stroke I’ve just painted, granted, but
I do think it one worthy to contemplate. If
you’d ever like to discuss this further, I would
welcome the opportunity to do so at your leisure.
