I gave myself a break from the morning run today. Yesterday’s travel + [unsuccessful] interview exhausted me, and put a wee dent in yesterday morning’s confidence. Only a wee dent, though; mostly just a reminder that nothing is a foregone conclusion in my favour, not even a non-remunerative job. It does just pinch at the point of comparing my life and accomplishments with the absolute zero interest in my labours on the part of the Church of England.
Que sera, sera. Something will turn up.