I am a Millennial. Like many more in my own generation (created sometime between 1981 and 1995), we arrived of age during the early times of the online world. We viewed my household swap land lines for cellphones after which smart phones. We invest the majority of my hours that are waking.
I’m underpaid and overworked. I’ve taken down loans and battled unemployment. We don’t own a motor vehicle, don’t have kids and don’t expect to be ever in a position to pay for a household. Continue reading “Why Toronto Millennials are not sex”