Is it a bad thing that I am participating in this process, even though I now know that I realistically do not want the job, even if offered it?
Insularity used to be such a normal thing: we were all separated from everyone else all of the time, and that was the way things were. Now it seems so odd – at least to me.
A walk from a picturesque town, along a rushing river. Stone under foot: artificial yet natural.