It is tempting to stay distracted and keep everything at a distance. But twentysomethings who live beyond time usually aren’t happy. It’s like living in a cave where we never know what time it is or what we ought to do or why, sometimes until it is too late.

I have watched smart, interesting twentysomethings avoid “real jobs” in the “real world” only to drag themselves through years of underemployment, all the while becoming too tired and too alienated to look for something that might actually make them happy. Later, such work is even harder to find.