To Life, To Life

Dear Reader:

Let me tell you a bit about my self. I'm a late twenty-something female, Generation Y (or generation MTV, whichever you prefer), got a bachelor's degree in Psychology and a Master's in Library Science. I'm married, no kids, and have had a total of 0 full-time professional jobs so far. Yippee-ki-yay.


I think I'm fairly representative of my generation. Like so many of you, whether you have kids, whether you're married or single, I'm still waiting on Life. Somehow growing up I always thought I'd do something with myself. I had a vague plan: grow up, go to college, get a job, get married, have a kid or two, buy a house, and live happily ever after. I got the degree (check!). I got married (check!). And somehow I got stuck here in limbo, moving from part-time or temporary job (or both simultaneously) to the next, moving from one apartment to the next, even going to grad school to get a degree that was supposed to get me out of this rut. And yet here I am, 3 years later, still stuck.

What has happened to us? A huge chunk of a whole generation, just stuck, going nowhere. I know, the economy collapsed. Online social networking took over "real" networking. For those of us lucky enough to have found someone--and stuck with them--the desire for stability overtook the desire to reproduce. So we're constantly running in circles, just trying to keep going, but never getting anywhere. It's beyond frustrating. No wonder there is so much social unrest. How are we supposed to make something of our lives if we can't even get or keep a job? We spend our time just trying to get by. Who has the chance to even try to get ahead? We're a generation of uncertainty, of restlessness.

It's time. For what? To give our lives meaning. To get out of this stupid rut, this pernicious limbo. It's time to Live.

Until Next Time,
--Charly Tuna, The Limbo Runner