Somewhere

[avrelia]

So, my interview’s done, and I don’t really feel like hoping for a favourable outcome. Which, of course, brings me back to where I was – only with something useful (may be). Could I do better? Probably. Though there were no many answers I would change in the hindsight.
Anyway, back to square one and looking for a better strategy. For there are days I am not quite sure myself who and why would hire me.

Why, for example, have I spent this evening searching for pictures of old maps on the Internet? Beside obvious unemployment considerations, I have a pile of books on the Bronze Age in Greece that I have to finish this week, I have several unwritten letters, I have several unfinished essays that weakly demand my attention, and stories that demand my attention not as weakly.
Well, I really love old maps, especially with small pictures of ship, people and curiosities on them. Especially when their authors were not sure what exactly this or that part of the world look like. It brings me an old-forgotten feeling of the infinity of the world, the world where all trains are going somewhere – and not to boring places which names I know.