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Posted by: poetinthejar  | 

Uddevalla :: Sweden | about 1 month ago

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We are taught how to sneak onto the market, as if the employers wouldn't notice us. "Most jobs never reach the ads", says Karin at the Employment Agency when I call her. "Sign up on their websites, introduce yourself at the workplace, leave your CV everywhere....

Tags: poet in the jar, job, economy, credit card, unemployment

Posted by: poetinthejar  | 

Uddevalla :: Sweden | 2 months ago

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It's a promise I'm holding in my hands. A promise of another life. A better life. A step forwards, away from where I am now. I tremble, worrying the words I chose won't do, that my qualifications won't be good enough. Most of all, I worry that it's a...

Tags: poet in the jar, job, application, dream, youth, unemployment

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Uddevalla :: Sweden | 2 months ago

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The job market is going slow. Not just here, but many places all over Europe, mainly due to the US market. In the last year, our youth unemployment rate went up to an approximate 30%. Suddenly, it grows real before my eyes. The numbers and statistics...

Tags: poet in the jar, job, economy

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Färgelanda :: Sweden | 3 months ago

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Dad is of the opinion that we're lazy. We're young, with the wrong idea of work, with the wrong night and day rhythm. We're simply not used to working. My job is within the family business, which least to say, sometimes complicates things. Here I work...

Tags: job, family business, poet in the jar

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Färgelanda :: Sweden | 3 months ago

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Something is wrong. Out of place. And I can't sleep. I stare upwards into the ceiling, twist and turn in my sheets. I find no rest. Slowly, a few drops of blood from my nose make me aware of the moment. Get up, wipe it off, plug it. And think of someone...

Tags: poet in the jar, blood, dreams, child

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Munkedal :: Sweden | 4 months ago

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"To paint with words." That's what my old teacher used to say to me, to be inspirational. Unfortunately, she wasn't very much so. She might have taught my mother tongue, and she might have been very good in knowing the language; but inspirational? Hardly....

Tags: poet in the jar, teacher, saying, young, writing

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Munkedal :: Sweden | 4 months ago

Credibility Credibility of 2

When you hold someone so close that it's too close, and everything blurs. When the loneliness you felt before becomes emptiness while away, and still just a word, just a look, is enough to fill you with energy through the long day. When someone gives...

Tags: poet in the jar, love, trust, independent, give, trap, freedom

Posted by: poetinthejar  | 

Färgelanda :: Sweden | 4 months ago

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Decisions. Easy to make when they don't matter. Heavy to carry when they do. You try everything to make it easier. Sleep on it. No difference made. You scribble notes with plus and minus columns, to have logic decide for you, but it's too ambitious and...

Tags: poet in the jar, university, decision, random

Posted by: poetinthejar  | 

Munkedal :: Sweden | 4 months ago

Credibility Credibility of 2

Another day goes by of bittersweet Living At My Folks' House Land. Another episode filled with drama, blood, sweat and tears. Some parts of the time, it's OK. Coffee on the porch with a magazine is OK. Bathing in the lake with Dad is OK. Playing videogames...

Tags: poet in the jar, living at home, parents, memories, bittersweet

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Uddevalla :: Sweden | 5 months ago

Credibility Credibility of 3

That old lady drives by. That old lady drives by again. That old lady is circling the block. I wonder if she's senile or something. Meanwhile, I'm here, it's 8AM in the morning, I'm eating my home-made sandwiches and waiting for my ride to arrive. My...

Tags: poet in the jar, burdens, everyday life, aging, ride

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