A stock photo. But somehow, even on a blue-collar income, my thirty-something father always managed to give his family of four an annual beach vacation. Then there’s me, his thirty-something daughter, occasionally too cash-strapped even to book a bunk in a hostel dorm. (Photo: Pixabay)

A Millennial Reckons with the Grit She Doesn’t Have

Or, my nostalgia for low-density polyethylene, and the struggle for daily bread

1984

Love, sex, dreams, soul, adventure, healing, feeling. I kinda experience life as magical. Memoir is my jam.

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