She found the jobs of her dreams
Life threw them on her side table
And she waded through her options as if this was always meant to be
She found her value
And made love to her dreams
Her gift’s not a curse
When she’s getting everything she needs
Job Daydreams
Posted byJaynePosted inPoetryTags:anxiety, art, creative writing, depression, Jayne.press, life, poem
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Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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