This door was intended only for you, and now I am going to close it.

some of us more than others have spent a lifetime listening to the sweet promise of untold rewards, a life free from worry and want, should we graduate from college. ah-ah, the gate-keepers admonish, splendor awaits, but only when we have acquired their prized endorsement, the bachelor’s degree. thousands of minutes and dollars slip through our fingers as we spin our wheels — and now we find a diploma is the cruelest joke of all.