\u00a0<\/p>\n
Grovelling.<\/p>\n
Toiling.<\/p>\n
Yearning.<\/p>\n
Am I still hoping?<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
I almost had it.<\/p>\n
I once had it.<\/p>\n
I might have it.<\/p>\n
Will I have it?<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thus goes the flow of life.<\/p>\n
My life.<\/p>\n
My existence seems wasted.<\/p>\n
My soul is withering in this barren desert, devoid of hope.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
I am now just a dried out discarded husk.<\/p>\n
I am too old for this profession.<\/p>\n
I don’t have enough work experience for that job offer.<\/p>\n
I have too many diplomas for this job.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
Where, oh, where is my place?<\/p>\n
Where is my niche, my sweet spot?<\/p>\n
Where is my slot?<\/p>\n
Where can I cast my anchor?<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
How long will I drift in this barren, cold, cruel, tundra, the wilderness of joblessness?<\/p>\n
Please do tell me when this torture ends!<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n
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\u00a0 Grovelling. Toiling. Yearning. Am I still hoping? \u00a0 I almost had it. I once had it. I might have it. Will I have it? \u00a0 Thus goes the flow of life. My life. My existence seems wasted. My soul is withering in this barren desert, devoid of hope. \u00a0 I am now just a … <\/p>\n