Imagine that. Young Americans spend money on traveling to experience life and live comfortably. How dare they! The rules of American life are, work, work, work, work, work, work, work, get married, work, work, work, muster together a deposit to buy a home near work, work, work, work, have kids, work, work, work, and work until you die.

Call me crazy, but maybe our work-life structure sucks. Life's objectives to work and pursue money are depressing, but then again, we're supposed to repress our emotions because those don't matter. Life isn't about living - it's about existing. How dare anyone actually want to live.