no future?

i usually tend to say that tomorrow’s gonna be less bad. well, i am not so sure about that. after finishing my PhD, i guess i’m gonna end up unemployed. i can’t leave the country, and there aren’t too many opportunities here. that sucks big time and i am really starting to question my future. no, the future isn’t all bright and shiny like on tv. it’s like one of those short stories by Douglas Coupland in “Life After God” (1994):
I was in rush hour gridlock traffic in the middle of the three express lanes leaving the city when it happened. [...] I remember it was hard to breathe, like being in a sauna. And I remember a tractor-trailer rig smashing into my car and I remember my roof buckling, and then I was dead. (“The Wrong Sun”, 93-94)