From all the things I could have done to use my traintrip as a timeportal to bring me back to the 1991 timeline;
Reading an essay about Millennials versus Boomers and why they envy and hate each other was arguably one of the worst.

Millennials had not been invented yet, and my generation did not care about Boomers.
Generation X did not pay attention to anyone outside our age bracket.
We were 100% peer-focused.

1991-me would not have picked up reading this essay.
Not even it was the last snippet left to read after the entire human civilization had been wiped out by nuclear war.

We had learned not to care, because that had been the only way to survive.

However, in 1991 this “cold war” was over.
Quotation marks because these years were shaping the geopolitical climate we are now experiencing.
But on the surface, everything seemed happy and bright.
And with our internalized nihilism not having anywhere to project on or to cling to.

Or at least it didn’t, until 1991 and grunge was invented.
And like the four horsemen, the horses of Grunge pulled a chariot carrying the surviving Gods of Rock ( a genre that had been struggling a bit under the threat of so much positivity ) as well as rap music, which would end up thriving in the 90s.

It was this chariot, that carried what we now think of as the Generation X identity.

And it’s only the few who latched on to that speeding dark chariot, with Nirvana or rap music on the speakers, who we now think of, in the very rare case we talk about Gen X.

If at the end of the decade, you were still on that chariot, and had not jumped off blending in with the Boomers and Millennials?
That’s the people we think of, if we think of Generation X

If I want my project to relive the 90s timeline to thrive;
Lauren needs to be on that chariot.

~Lauren
An unexamined life is not worth living