We are children
We are about thirty, and we have not become brutal hard workers and exemplary family men. We are a new generation that has remained children.
We are not what is written in our passport, work record, checkbook or medical book. These are just some "little black letters".
We are strangers strange troubles of our peers and even people younger than us about who has an apartment, mother-in-law, a discount, a jacket, who went to whom, stayed, gave up, gave birth, or had an abortion. This is all so insignificant and uninteresting.
We treat everything as a game. Everything around, of course, is conditional. We play: in games, in relationships, in work. But first of all - in games. Sometimes it's scary even to look at the age restrictions for them (like children from 13 years old). Cards, voynushki, Cossacks-robbers. We are ready to sit out nights and weekends all the while, playing at the computer with friends. When we get together, we play the plays of nonexistent authors, we become mimes. But "daughter-mother" is not our game. We do not understand people from the "sandbox". They say that "you will have a child - you will understand what kind of joy it is." But we do not have children, and we do not understand. We look, we clap our eyes and do not understand - why do children need their children?
Most of us do not even have a car - well, which car is the car for? Better to let the modelers on the windowsill. They can not even figure out with a washing machine, although computers can be assembled or repaired for example, being in any condition - even in a dream.
Late for work, we, as school children, come up with excuses in the spirit of "the dog ate a diary," "forgot the keys," "waiting for the plumber," "fell into the mud, had to return."
We do not watch TV - there is nothing interesting for children not to show (unless advertising is like short and colorful clips with a happy ending). We do not need fairy tales about doubling GDP and strong presidents - they are simply not written for us. We love cartoons!
And we love what the adults do not like or like to stop loving (at least our parents at our age): music, going to concerts, walking after them all night, telling amazing stories.
We play with words, sucking, as if the first time we hear, so much that in the process we can easily lose the meaning of words. But do not be upset about this, because words easily acquire a new meaning, or new meanings are invented for these meanings.
We are the reasons. We like to ask simple questions about complex things. To anyone: friends, loved ones, bosses. If they do not care about us - then google and Wikipedia.
We are overcome by solipsism no worse than 4-year-old children. We do everything on a whim, because that's what it seems to us. We do not follow the rules, our only principle is "why not ?!". If it does not work out - we spread it by hands and say that the experience failed, but it will turn out - this will be called an "innovative approach". By the way, more often it turns out.
Our imagination governs us. We come up with realities on the go with half a kick. We juggle these realities as well as words to describe them. We are really delighted that the image on the screen of the monitor is subject to our will. We are ready to pay real money for sets of pixels and do not regret it at all. After all, they are ours (but the money is not ours, it is even written on them that they are a state bank). Sometimes we can generally cease to associate ourselves with those who are perceived by adults, but to be magicians, fairies, werewolves, clan members, rulers of marshes and islands - yes there are many options.
Even our work, as a rule, is illusory. It can not be felt by hands, see the real result, sometimes - even formally evaluated. Work for us is only a means to get money to get a fan from life. Plus, if you're lucky, it's also a hobby (anyway, we're trying to turn life so), or, unlucky - just the opportunity to read blogs, forums on favorite things, chat with friends - the same kids. Even with colleagues, we try to build a game relationship. Yes, there with colleagues - with partners, some of whom we can not even see once in my life. And, importantly, work - this is not the only source of the fan.
We do not measure life with money. We operate money from various "monopolies" and network games better than world currencies. Went out, let down all the money? Yes, garbage, restart the game again!)) We are pleased to completely disinterestedly do pleasant things to others. The more unselfish, the more pleasant. Just give, not demanding anything in return, and, nevertheless, - receiving. What? Yes, just the joy of a loved one.
It seems that adults do not do that ... And hell with them!