The greatest fault of my generation, is the fear of missing out. It is the force which drives us. We value experiences over money, it merely serves us to gain more experiences. We chase after them wildly, like wolves after a rabbit. We fear missing out on seeing the world, on doing something meaningful, on going to that fabulous party, on bringing a child to this world and feeling unconditional love. We surround ourselves with the technology to remind us of that fear. Pictures on Facebook of events that we didn't attend, movies of times we never lived in, music of worlds we could not inhabit. But we dream, oh how we dream. In our dreams we wrap our arms around time and space, we scavenge the earth forever until all is lived. Do we not know that we have experienced so much more already than those who came before us?
The poetry of my generation lies in the chasing after the experience, which is our greatest experience in the end. One day we will come to realize that. When our bodies slow down and finally we start looking at the ravages around us.
