The feeling I’m having right now is of confusion, sadness and frustration.
Why don’t I have a job yet?
January came, the snow came, the frigid temperatures came, the job didn’t.
Spring slowly rolled into 2026 with a chip for the Knicks but no job ring for Tamieka.
As June neared the end, everyone said it was the hiring period, and I’d get some inquiries for sure.
For sure, I got no inquiries, no bites, no nothing.
In July I needed a reset, a change of scenery, serenity, and peace.
In Aruba I believed I would be renewed and would find my reason why.
Cashed in the points, cashed in the miles cashed in the coins.
Nothing changed, it was all the same.
Now it’s August and summer is nearing towards the end.
The tears have become constant; the fear has remained present, and the jobs are nowhere to be found.
Dashing door to door for pennies on a dollar, will this permanently fund my life?
401K shrinking, while I tally the penalties.
How did I get here? What will become of me?
Am I not as smart as I thought I was?
Am I aged out?
Did I pick the wrong paths along the roads of my life?
Hov was right. “Shit, I’m going through it....This can’t be life”.
Why don’t I have a job yet?
January came, the snow came, the frigid temperatures came, the job didn’t.
Spring slowly rolled into 2026 with a chip for the Knicks but no job ring for Tamieka.
As June neared the end, everyone said it was the hiring period, and I’d get some inquiries for sure.
For sure, I got no inquiries, no bites, no nothing.
In July I needed a reset, a change of scenery, serenity, and peace.
In Aruba I believed I would be renewed and would find my reason why.
Cashed in the points, cashed in the miles cashed in the coins.
Nothing changed, it was all the same.
Now it’s August and summer is nearing towards the end.
The tears have become constant; the fear has remained present, and the jobs are nowhere to be found.
Dashing door to door for pennies on a dollar, will this permanently fund my life?
401K shrinking, while I tally the penalties.
How did I get here? What will become of me?
Am I not as smart as I thought I was?
Am I aged out?
Did I pick the wrong paths along the roads of my life?
Hov was right. “Shit, I’m going through it....This can’t be life”.
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