Job

I need a job. Other than the occasional post here. And being constantly hook on fb doesn't count as being tied up.

A job, with responsibilities. Somewhere where I can contribute and also learn. I need to expand, urgently now. Before I go crazy.

I need a real job. One that pays. Without fail. Like before.

A job that stresses. And provides satisfactions and of course, distractions.

No job means my mind is constantly working in overdrive. Too much information being absorbed, yet too little. Too much information contained. The walls of the cranium are really cracking up. Or are they just rusting away? I cannot decide. Cells wilting away, massive short circuits going on with the wirings in there.

No avenue to let the juices of thoughts run and sprinkle the gardens of the world. They are all stuck inside, hardening up, turning more sour by the seconds.

Rescue mission is never more in need than now. If and when total pessimism kicks in, I will be dead. I reckon it won't be long for that to happen. If I don't get a job, soon.

I just a job, for a start.

Anyone, hire me?