If you played with Barbies,
Slip N’ Slide,
Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls
On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,
Collected and traded Pokemon cards,
Wrote with Gel Pens,
Wore butterfly clips,
And Snap Bracelets,
And remember watching these guys:
You are a 90s kid.
What a tragedy, in America, this is one of the biggest tragedies in out culture: That billions of dollars are invested every year to get people my age to waste the rest of our lives. Billions of dollars invested to persuade us and lure us - at any cost, it seams - to waste the rest of our lives.
It’s called: retirement.
And in some, it goes like this: you’ve worked for it, now enjoy it. Twenty years, perhaps, of play. Leisure. Ease. While the world - uncared for medically, uneducated, filthy water, poverty stricken, unevangelized - sinks under the weight of healthy, 65 year old people playing bridge, and shuffleboard, and collecting shells, and fishing, and golfing their way into the presence of King Jesus.” —John Piper (via levithepoet)
It’s been sometime since I have written to you. I am sorry for that.
Will you, please one day take me to dancing lessons. Where we can learn to tango, and waltz? I hope that’s not it though. Can we dance around our kitchen barefooted? outside of parties on the pavement? When we wake in the morning? Please, even though I can’t dance, and I am a klutz, dance with me.
Love yours forever,
I love this…this is adorable.