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Killa writes a thoughtful piece on the economy and how as a young newlywed, still in grad school, that what is happening on Wall Street is somewhat out of reach for her, although she’s trying to wrap her mind around it all.

People in their early 20s have always been a generation of wealth. We’re a generation of advancements in technology and medicine. We don’t remember life before computers or elective plastic surgery. We didn’t grow up on board games, because video games have been around virtually all our lives. We’re the generation of $500 jeans, $5 cup of coffee and MTV.

Sure, our generation can read up on the numbers, research history, and spout off technical terms fed to them by FoxNews and CNN, but we don’t KNOW.

And that was where the moment at work sprung from. I knew that shit was getting serious and had been serious, but I wouldn’t know how serious it was until hit it rock bottom. I can’t see the outcome, because this is a new experience to me. I can’t wrap my mind around how a bank fails. Banks don’t fail. Never in our lifetime has a bank fell.

But not only is the economy hurting our bank account, it’s hurting our dreams. We rode though the rich part of town (Scenic Hills here) and think, “I will never live in a house like that.” We know that we will never own a Mercedes.

There is a lot more over there and you should read the whole thing.