I always wanted to be a "space man". At least that's what I called them when I was 5, the thought of flying to a "new future" Is what they said in the commercials, was mind blowing to me. Now that am close to graduating college, the hole thing seems like to much. All of the all nighters, and hard work, but the little 5 year old kid inside of me wont give up.
Thats probably the only reason I keep going.
Graduation day comes and all the hard work is paid off. At least at first it is. Then I enter the, real world. No job, no money, no nothing. So I applied to a Starbucks close to central park NYC. It barley gave me enough money to keep my apartment. But I kept on working there, waiting for the perfect opportunity.
YOU ARE READING
Stuck
Science Fiction"I knew we where going to be here for what will feel like a long time, the real question was, if we where going to survive being here" This is my first story btw, so sry if its bad
