Lol, reading this two years later is a bit surreal, I was drinking a bit heavily, bourbon of course, and in my home office. It was a sporadic writing, spurred by irritation of over the great recession and being 28 with no real career.

All through school they told us hard work and perseverance would get you through, but that's not entirely true. They also told everyone to go to college and it saturated the economy with college degrees, effectively nullifying degrees.

I also was and still am irritated with my age group. All this culminated to a sloppy, but interesting littler free form poem.