Coffee & Contemplation: Returning to Work

As the whole pandemic situation calms down in the United States, many places have reopened their services. I recently went back to work but with limited hours. I’m thankful to return to work but I fear I won’t be able to make enough money to support myself. This is nothing compared to the millions of people who are unemployed due to Covid-19. But I still worry because I could only get part-time work and many of my other gigs were in events and entertainment. To my knowledge, events and gatherings are still canceled.

So, with this return to work, I have also cut back to only my essential expenses. I have rent, the electric bill, the phone bill, groceries, and a reduced student loan payment. That’s all. Some good things about returning to work include getting cash tips to use for the laundromat, getting out of the house now and then, and walking to work gets me my daily exercise. But with part-time work, it’s only enough to cover my expenses with not much left over. At least I have a job when so many don’t. 

I do continue applying for jobs hoping to get something full-time. Full-time work would allow me to live easy. The downside is I would not have as much free time for writing. I’m about two-thirds complete writing the first draft of a novel and I have two more novel ideas in line. I also have a short story collection and a couple poetry collections in the works. And then there are the posts for this blog. If I could afford it, I would write full-time. That, however, doesn’t pay the bills. Once I finish my first novel and edit it to something I like, I’ll submit to literary agents and try for a publishing deal. Fingers crossed.

Twofer Tuesday Poetry: Hostile Work Environment & Confession

Hostile Work Environment

It’s the hustle and bustle

Some have 3 jobs

No one works at one
Job for twenty years
Anymore

You need a couple
To get by

Jobs that don’t pay well

They drain your spirit
Your soul
Your creativity
Your life

It’s survival

The hustle and bustle

The economy will kill you

Confession

Today is a bad day
I’m struggling
I keep going to
Negative places
Dark places

I need you to know
I’m in love with you
I know you’ll never
Feel the same for me
But I know you care about me

I couldn’t say this
In person because
I’m afraid you won’t
Want to see me anymore
So I don’t cling to you

I also think nothing
Can come between us
I believe that you care for me
I trust you – To me
Trust means more than love

It will be a long time
Before I trust someone
As much as I do you
But I want you to be happy
Even if that means
Not being in your life
But I hope you’ll let me

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.