I know lots of functional, adult hippies. I can't say I'm a "real adult", exactly, because I just turned 23 a couple of weeks ago and I'm really still a young adult.
Here's the thing: I'm a hippie, full-on free love, fuck the man, LSD, everything. I own a sheep-skin drum. I'm also the lead software developer at a small marketing company and I do freelance work on the side. I live with two friends who are going through some tough times and I willingly pay all of the bills, I'm like a fucking dad.
Maybe you should take another look at what constitutes "real adulthood" and "real responsibilities".
Here's the thing: I'm a hippie, full-on free love, fuck the man, LSD, everything. I own a sheep-skin drum. I'm also the lead software developer at a small marketing company and I do freelance work on the side. I live with two friends who are going through some tough times and I willingly pay all of the bills, I'm like a fucking dad.
Maybe you should take another look at what constitutes "real adulthood" and "real responsibilities".