After a restless sleep, I woke up feeling hopeless. It started when my alarm woke me from my precious lovely loving sleep, it lingered as I thought about starting my week when most were finishing theirs, and crushed my spirits when I found out the job I wanted, that I was promised an interview for, was filled (I'm assuming) by someone far less competent and charming and better than moi. Now, as my parents are sharing wine and getting tipsy with neighbours, I'm alone in my room, trying to figure out my next step, trying not to lose any of the hope I have left.
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