Still looking.

OK. I lost two years. I don't remember what I've done with myself. It's like me but not. Not really, not whole.

At least I'm writing...a bit....again...professionally. That's the part I recognize. A friend suggested I also blog, and I remembered I had tried that before. Here.

So this is me trying again. I'm still looking for employment. I've never looked so long before. I've never given up before, but I gave up more than once this time around. Used to be experience counted for something. Not now. Youth counts like nothing else. I used to have it; it was great. Now it's almost gone, but I'm still here...still doing and wanting to do it again. So really, what does youth have to do with it?

My friend said to blog on any topic. It occurred to me that life without an income is a one heck of a story. How about being unemployed? What's it like...some very fortunate people might like to know, and others like me would like to tell them.

So there it is. The unemployed experience. There are many of us right now who are scared to be out there alone, but you know, we're not. Still, it gets lonely when even the rejection notes stop. So if you're unemployed, recently, presently or even in the past, you might want to say something. If you're curious, you might want to as well. Please do. I'm not going anywhere.