A job.

I had a job when I woke up this morning. Now I don’t. I’m being forced to consider options I hadn’t even recognized as possibilities. Now they’re realities.

I didn’t get fired from a job today. A job let me go today. My salary got cut. My position got eliminated. I got voted off the island. 86ed. I knew this wasn’t going to last forever but I didn’t think the end would be this abrupt. Is anybody ever really ready?

The only thing keeping me here was a job. And now it’s gone so it’s time to go. I thought I’d have more time but I think I’m ready. And ready or not, it’s happening.

Where am I going to even get a job? I don’t want a job. I want my job to be no job.

There is so much more to life than a job.

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