I’ve been out for just about two months. It’s not due to writers block or lack of things to write about. In fact, there has been plenty to write about. Hopefully some of that will make it into the pages of this blog in the coming weeks. Mainly though, I have been out from lack there of employment.
Of course being unemployed is more than just being unemployed. Well, usually. I live in a place that I don’t call my own. I am living the life of a nomad – and I don’t like it. The connections, people, and familiar things of Chicago I have lost and until I find a new place, new connections, and new people, familiarities won’t come. There is no permanent place to go to church here, no permanent friends, not even a permanent place to get groceries or to have fun at the park.
So – looking for a job hasn’t been fun. I think there must be people out there that like looking for a new job, but in today’s “climate” I do not know anyone that does. The frustrating part, of course, of not having a job is not having a place in life. We all know that having a job is the most important thing in life, right? I mean it is the first question everyone always asks, “What do you do for a living?” It is never what are your hobbies or what do you like to do for fun, or even what gives you life or what is your passion in life? Because in reality many, many people are just living for the weekend. But life and passion, that is another thing. It is the things in life that being joy and love, and meaning beyond a job. (Of course a job can bring joy and love and meaning. Many people have this everyday. But today isn’t for those, it is for those who do not.)
I actually have received a phone call for work. Three in fact. But, they’ve all been from my Monster.com profile, and I have no desire to join a pyramid scheme. Until then, I continue to plug away and wait. Sometimes patiently, sometimes not.
