It's from FutureMe, what do you think the subject is?

Dear FutureMe, I know this email isn't going to mean anything to you unless it has some info about myself, here in October 2005, but all I can think about is stuff I'd like to ask you. The whole concept of wishing I could ask you stuff is kind of stupid, when you think about it. Ultimately, it's going to be up to me to create my own future; asking you about it feels more like a decision to believe in fate. Or to just give up and let things happen the way they happen. I have a feeling that however my future turns out is going to be affected by chance quite a bit, but I also know that I am capapble of just about anything if I really think it's necesary. I guess the only thing I should worry about is the possibility of getting stuck, like if I have to work full time at a job I hate and I can't quite because I had a kid or something. I'll try not to do anything like that. It's really disturbing to me that there is always the possibility for something I can't control to permanently screw up my life; for a long time I kind of tried not to admit it. I'd see people suffering on the news and my gut reaction would be that they must have been stupid somehow, they must have made a decision sometime that limited their options and allowed them to get trapped (in a hurricane, in a terrorist bomb, etc) but of course that's bull. Sometimes things just happen to people, things that couldn't be prevented, and that scares the crap out of me. But that's an extreme example. On the other end of the spectrum, I suppose there are people who go through life and never get trapped, they're probably the offspring of rich people. I guess I'm learning that most people are somewhere in between, I just have the feeling that I'm closer to the no-options end of the spectrum than the other end. It probably is related to money, and since I have none, it feels that way. Imagine if I couldn't be living at home right now, and couldn't get student loans for college in a year or so - I would really have no assets, and I would also be really trapped. I'd have to work full time at some crap job like Sears and do nothing more than survive; no hopes, no freedom. I guess I just have to figure out how my one real asset, a college degree, is going to give me enough power and choice to work my way up to being independent someday. Or at least happily semi-independent. I hope when you read this someday you'll be laughing at how stressed out I was about nothing. Or at least feel a sense of relief that things turned out well. Thanks for listening.