They lived in a wrinkle of
history
. Where there was peace for just a bit. But then it was back to the script.
They bought
coffee
and walked around big cities wearing photographer's pants, and the only thing they needed to worry about was stocking 12 grand a year into
index funds
. And then history resumed.
They thought it was smooth sailing, although emotionally they never felt it was smooth.
When it happened they didn't know who to deal with it.
Decade later you could see the bifurcation clearly. Some prospered; realized the old was no longer. Many held onto
hope
. That everything would go back to how it once was.
