My mom keeps telling me that everything’s going to work out. But here I am, so close to graduating from college and…I have no prospects for the future. If my aunt can’t get me a job at the passport office here, I have no idea what I’ll do. Probably work two to three jobs with little or no benefits that I hate just to make ends meet. Thinking about the possibility of doing that for the rest of my life isn’t all that uplifting. It makes me wonder if I was ever supposed to make it this far.