Another Tick

I don't know what happened to the child, one moment there seemed to have such promise and the next he became a tick.  Where did he learn this lifestyle?  Certainly not from me but none the less I appear to be stuck with him for the short term.  His mohter goes from anger to enabling all the while thinking that eventually the light will go on and he will have the epiphany of the ages.  My thought is that I can endure just about anything for a period of time, what he doesn't know is that my exit plan is in motion.  The only part of it that concerns him is that when I eject, he will still be on a plane sprialling into the ground.


No plan, no realistic goals, no marketable skills or ambition, just a head full of dreams that have no prospects for being fulfulled.  How do the people his age or better in this generation hope to survive?  I see more of them each day and wonder how are we suppose to depend upon them for the future?  Forget about Social Security as most of them either don't work or hold only minimum wage jobs (mostly parttime ) so they can have a social life too.  


I started to make a purchase this past week, one that I just wanted.  Not something that was a need but I felt that I had worked, paid bills and made the sacrifices required so I was going to take the plunge.  After spending two to go look at it I talked myself out of buying.  My reasoning was that I had more No's than Yes's and my ultimate goal would be put off track slightly by a want.  This reasoning does not happen with young adults these days.  I see it from mulitple fronts and have to worry about those who will choose to ride out this approaching storm.  Maybe thats not the correct word, this appears to be more of a train wreck than a storm.  One of those things that envolves people not even envolved with it just caught up in the carnage.  

Time will tell but the text I just received gives me hope that my time being drained is shorter than it was.  My plan is to eject from this life and gently float into another.  I have no delusions of paradise or perfection just something smaller and more simple than this life now.  Having remade myself several times I know that it can be done.  I would envite others along but then my goal is to get rid of the ticks, not take them with me to sanity.