For people that aren't suffering from extreme circumstances, we need to flip the question around: why live in a home and have a job?

To start the family that all but few are starting? To spend 60 hours/week gigging so you can sleep in an Ikea bed and rack up credit card debt? To have room for your parents to visit that were too busy working or escaping from work to ever bond with you, who are still too busy working or suffering from a life of unfulfilling work and regret to visit now? To grind for a flatlined, hopeless, and unfulfilling existence that you can't take pride in? To give your life's energy to people that treat you like trash while worshipping random people from their many screens?

Drugs and homelessness are meeting more and more people's needs better than our culture and economy.

I involuntarily think about this everyday. I pass 10-20 homeless people on my walks. I pass so many homeless that once a week one of them will walk and talk with me or stop me to talk. Many of these people are choosing this, suffering as they are, because the alternatives are just that much worse. And, to be honest, for some of the ones that haven't lost their minds or been totally taken by drugs, they seem happier and freer than most normal people I cross on my walks.