Sounds like Starbucks has already figured this out.Could be a great niche for aggressive marketers slinging antidepressants.
Sounds like Starbucks has already figured this out.![]()
This phenomenon, known as the “Quarterlife Crisis,” is as ubiquitous as it is intangible. Unrelenting indecision, isolation, confusion and anxiety about working, relationships and direction is reported by people in their mid-twenties to early thirties who are usually urban, middle class and well-educated; those who should be able to capitalize on their youth, unparalleled freedom and free-for-all individuation.
They can’t make any decisions, because they don’t know what they want, and they don’t know what they want because they don’t know who they are, and they don’t know who they are because they’re allowed to be anyone they want.
If you don't like your life, change it. No one is going to do it for you.
I feel like I am in control of my destiny, not waiting for fate to choose me.
Anyone wanna grab a beer?
That's a nice emo argument, and has a built in fail clause.You do realize we're all microscopic organisms colliding into each other inside an enormous test tube right?
I believe one controls their destiny as a driver does his steering wheel on a busy highway. Everything you know can be wiped out in the blink of an eye because the other guy swerves into your lane.
This applies to anything of course, from a real accident, to happening to go into a 7-11 at 6:02 pm and meeting your future wife, to cutting your finger opening a can of sardines and dying from an infection.
We have no choice but to think we're in control, and if you take your hands off the wheel for sure you have no structure, but we shouldnt kid ourselves. We are all on collision courses for events (fate) that we cannot predict nor necessarily wish to happen.
That works for some people. Defer responsibility and just keep your head down, hoping no one swerves into your lane.BTW this wasnt meant as a knock on your comment. I think one should do all they can to control their fate, but I find in the end it's 99% force of nature, 1% you.
You believe you are just the result of coincidence, and your life exists beyond your control.
I choose not to. That works for some people. Defer responsibility and just keep your head down, hoping no one swerves into your lane.