
Yo is this the shit that rich kids say to one another?
Because let me tell you never since I was sixteen have I been able to be without job and not had some level of responsibility owed to someone; before I could legally work I did babysitting and made crafts and ran the craft bazaar circuit with my mom and sold woo to white tourists at powwow.
I have never had the luxury of not touching the ground. I am part of the ground, it is me and I am it. I am not separate and unattached to the people around me.
How is this tinkering and travel funded? Inquiring minds on the cusp of 30 want to know.
I’ll keep that in mind.