Would You Rather Live Now or in an Untold Future?
Go ahead. Talk sh*t about my generation.
It’s 8 AM. I wake up bathed in sweat. Agitated. Scared even. One of those dreams that felt a little too real.
It’s a Monday morning. I wish it was Sunday. I’m in an extreme hurry. My turn for the school run. The kids are now safely at school. Mission one accomplished. We barely made it…