Becoming a hippie by accident (ramble)

Over the last 10 years or so I have acquired the many stereotypical attributes associated with hippies. When I say  it was by accident it doesn't mean I'm ashamed, just that it sneaked up on me and I woke up one day surprised. What I thought had been a thoughtful, reasonable, methodical life, had actually just led itself into one of these weird archetypes that I already knew existed but didn't quite understand. So as far as the superficialities are concerned, I have long hair, have a vw bug, ride my bicycle everywhere, eat vegan, meditate on peace and love, and have just recently gotten into yoga. There's a billion other things that make me who I am but its just uncanny as far as the hippie thing is concerned. So why does the word hippie have such a horrible connotation in my mind? Maybe its because what comes to my mind is this totally non-committal person who just wants to smoke pot and not really do anything with themselves for the rest of the time after that. Well I'm certainly not like that. Each and every one of my major lifestyle choices has a strand of reasoning behind it that led me there because I feel that I am first and foremost a philosopher before anything else. So the one big point that I wanted to get across (if there is a point at all) is that I'm not just going to stop being hippie like just because other hippies make it look like that's a bad decision. I'm going to keep on with my various trains of reasoning and their applications and see  where that leads. Another thing quick lesson from all this is to never dismiss a good idea just because it has a bad label associated with it. I often hesitate to call myself a vegan and would rather say plant-based just to get away from the extremist "assholism" that pervades a portion of the vegan movement. Not sure where I was going with all of this but felt I should finally just write something down again. So here's to that. Namaste (just kidding) but really though.