I've never been a morning person.
So waking at the crack of dawn was quite a challenge, with juggling trying to get my mind in the right place and the temptation of jumping back into bed. Through this battle I floated around the house performing my morning tasks without even realising it.
I could feel the nerves creeping through the house as the
clock ticked down. I know some people might find it strange but I
reassured myself through the mirror and reasoned with my unsettled mind
just to keep her in tow.
My little silent prayer always keeps my nerves at bay for a little
while, just long enough for me to get things down then worry about it
later. For the first time it felt stuffy in my sea-salted home, I had
to get out.
My ankle length dress wouldn’t survive the trenches that is
the city ground so I changed into something more suitable. The cool
breeze was most certainly noticeable but thankfully was more comforting
than it was overwhelming. I live on the paradise that is the beach
frontier and the city center was just a walk away.
I had plenty of time before the interview so I let myself wander for a
little while, my feet took me to the central park and I enjoyed the
serene atmosphere of children playing with their puppies and the sweet
smell of the flowers. It seemed like everything was fitting into place
for today.
I waited eagerly outside the Theater for the interview, it
was already a few minutes past 10am so they’ll call me in any minute but
it was evidential that they were running late. Another forty minutes
past and I was disheartened but I tried to reassure myself that they
must be running late.
It was twenty minutes past eleven before they called me on my phone. I
couldn’t hide my annoyance and might have sounded a little lacking in
appreciation but wouldn’t everyone? I took a moment to calm myself down
before making my way inside the Theater.
I thought the interview had gone well and now all I have to
do is wait on a call-back. The problem is the interview was two weeks
ago and I still haven’t heard anything back.
I am trying to stay hopeful but filling my days with mindless errands
and staying indoors most of the time and still not getting a call from
them is leaving me a bit disheartened. I knew that modelling was a hard
industry to get into and there were a lot of girls there waiting for
auditions but I never thought it would take this long.
I’m beginning to wonder whether I’ll get any word back at all…
