Realised my friends are hippies the other day

Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to sound like I'm complaining about it. But, now I'm getting on in my years, my twenties are behind me, and as I attended a going-away party for a dear friend of mine not long ago, when my mind mellowed with red wine and my eyes lazily took in the scene it hit me like a mouthful of ouzo...my friends are hippies!

What an odd realisation that was. I have always been a non-conformist, I've been referred to as a beatnik, a radical, a ne'er-do-well, a Traveler....but ahippy?
I still do not think that I am a hippy; still would maintain that I'm more of a beatnik...it's just sort of a funny moment when you look around yourself and realise that your friends are hippies; not to say that it's a good or a bad thing.

 

Steriotypes are fun.