Are we students nothing more than a commodity, a wad of cash in the pocket of our colleges and universities who tempt us with promises of prestige and then toss most of us aside in order to foster younger, fresher meat? It’s hard not to see myself this way: as someone who was duped into doing what I love (writing) and having to make incredible sacrifices for a paltry salary. I’m not bitter about it…yet. Then again, I still believe there is hope for me, for my work, and for my inability to not share my passions with others.


