What a let down it is to be a millennial. Student loans hover over me like an eternal black cloud. My mediocre job from the mediocre job-market pays a mediocre wage. I have nothing original or interesting to contribute to arts and culture - unless hunched over a glowing screen of some sort. My ego is inflated beyond measure and my loneliness is a blind reality. The mainstream has appropriated counterculture and the system we’re fighting wears Ray Bans. The movers and shakers gave the boot to the POC and vegan/gluten-free options have replaced mother’s cooking. My senses are dulled, my fire tamed - my discontent has no vehicle. Everything is good, but not good enough. Everything is bad and getting worse. What will I do with this seething anger? This overwhelming love? I don’t know now, but I know something must be done. I won’t let my generation stop me. I won’t let my generation down.