No fit

I want a fit.

I’m tired if not being any fit to anyplace anywhere at any given time.

Jobs. Oh I have come to loathe many a HR departments. Non-responsive and overall not a joy to deal with.

Needless to say, the job I wanted I didn’t get. I may lose it soon if nothing continues to be the best job I can land.

So tired of it all. I am heavily applying in places I don’t really want to be. Multiple areas across the country. Again. Maybe this time….?

At my wits end.

Help? Please? A sign, a glimpse of hope… do something. Say something… Please? This silence is killing me. This deafening silence could spell the end of me.

Pray? Oh my.

Dear Lord, please?

just Pray

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