I was back in my college dorm. It was a few weeks after I'd graduated. I was in my room; it was the wrong room, windowless and claustrophobic, but it was supposed to the room I had. It looked like they'd already rented it out to another student because all my things were gone; the study desk was bare as were the walls and shelves. I felt a little scared, worried, because I had no place to stay in the city now. I had been hoping that I could stay there a little longer while I looked for a job... but now I was homeless.