It dawned on me today that I am trying to dive into a completely impregnable job market. Since I am 19 years old, I have limited skills, limited job experience, and limited education; though I am working fervently on the latter. It's easy to conclude that American jobs mirror the American socio-economic hierarchy. Plenty of career jobs available for people with a long list of credentials and those who are perfectly happy working at KFC, but nothing for those who are just on their way up. It is an unhappy reality for nearly everyone I know.
My self-prescribed remedy; not to sulk, reminisce about less stressful times, and remind myself of the things I do everyday to make myself happy. My family and faith will always pull me through the rough patches. There are ubiquitous people I'm fortunate to have, that ignite a hunger inside me to wake up and fight for a more rewarding life, day in and day out. There are people who protect the flicker-flame inside my soul that drives me: they give me something easily given, but difficult to take. They give me consciousness. Thanks to those aforementioned, and a hand cast forth to those in my future.
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