I awoke this morning feelling much the same as yesterday—better than on Tuesday, but not really back to full health either. A light dusting of snow fell during the night, but had mostly melted by morning, leaving water and slush on the streets and sidewalks. The sky is partly cloudy and every once in a while, the sun pokes through, making the office here twice as bright. Despite the snow and slush, there's a feeling of anticipation in the air. Winter's almost past, and spring is on the way.
However, it's hard for me to feel enthusiastic. My mood is down at the moment due to some bad news I received last night. Last week, I applied for a new job that seemed perfect for me. It's a job that would let me combine my technical and creative skills, and would give me the opportunity to have a big influence and to help lots of my colleagues. For a while, it seemed liked I was on my way toward getting the position. I received positive recommendations from several colleagues, and the decision-maker told me I was the front-runner. Unfortunately, I learned last night that there are some obstacles that stand in the way, and now it seems that my prospects for getting the job are bleak. I was really excited about the job, and it's disheartening to let the dream go.
“There will be other jobs,” a friend reminded me. Yeah, that's right. But I'm still feeling down.