Have you noticed we just don’t own anything anymore?
In between the era of CDs and streaming, we would spend hours on Limewire downloading music, or Apple Music buying albums to listen to on our iPods
Then they shut down Limewire and a few years later Spotify launched and we didn’t have to own music anymore
have you noticed how people don’t own anything anymore?
I remember when Blockbuster closed and then these rentable movie vending machines started popping up at grocery stores. That was right before Netflix launched.
And suddenly we were able to watch tv for hours and loose track of time in a way that didn’t happen with watching cable programming.
At the age I was I think it probably contributed to how anxious I was.
I just wouldn’t bother socializing.
And somewhere along the way, as soon as I was old enough to have credit, I noticed getting a second hand car became unpopular and everyone started financing or leasing.
We just kept working harder.
Because that’s how our parents did it, and that’s how their parents parents did it.
The American dream died a long time ago
I’m not one to splurge on a vacation, or fancy nails, or a new tv or God knows what.
I’d rather have an experience with someone.
Getting a tattoo became a way that I did something special for myself
The experience of getting a tattoo became a ritual.
I might not own a big house, or a new car.
But I’ve got the air in my lungs and the art on my skin.
And that, for me, and for a lot of my generation, is what we own.
For our parents, owning a home was a hallmark experience of adulthood.
Single, or married, this space provided a physical container to form their adult identity.
Today’s under 35 crowd matured in a very different reality
In a world where rising costs keep us in a cycle of renting and subscribing…
Our bodies have to become our homes again.
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