It was a vast, luminous dream in which his whole life seemed to stretch out before him like a landscape on a summer evening before rain.
Part 2, Chapter 8, 1984, (published 1949).
I love the sound of this sentence, and the picture it paints for me. It makes me think of a time when you could tell the rain was coming because you smelt it everywhere - very fresh and green but also very heavy and wet.
Speaking of wet, I have been futilely attempting to get myself a job for nearly two years. As Dad said, "it never rains but it pours", and I had two opportunities open up very rudely one on top of the other. Here is how it happened.
There was an ad in the local paper for a swimming instructor at the pool just across the road from my house. Oh how convenient! though I. I had an interview, was practically hired, and that weekend was scheduled for the training. That weekend didn't work out. So I said the weekend after. Now this was where it began to get sticky.
The video library, a store that I have always wanted to work in (the next best thing after a bookshop), was looking for someone too, when I went to return a couple of DVDs on the Tuesday. They said that they were hoping to hold interviews the following week. So feeling like a flustered goose, I waltzed home, printed my resume, and gallumphed on back, extremely excited.
Well, I cancelled that weekend for the swimming training for two reasons. First and foremost because I had a cold, but fringing those sneezes was the feeling that I needed to learn the outcome of the video library situation before I committed.
Anyway, as it happened, the video library didn't talk to me that week. So this morning I really had to do the training. I got up at 5:50 am, for a 7:15 start. So after five hours of non-stop, non-paid, non-fed, non-watered training, I ended up in a pretty bad place. I would love to say 'near-death experience', but it was really more along the lines of wanting to vomit, having black outs and failing at walking straight - all the result of low blood-sugars and hydration. I reallly did enjoy it though, until I got out of the pool. It was freezing, but the girl that I was with was sweet and the kids themselves were very fun. It was certainly an experience, albeit a weird one.
It is now present day. I am almost completely recovered and I'm hoping tentatively for a call about my job interview for the video library. It's a whole lot of drama, hey?