I walk along the corridor in the library (am I ever anywhere else?) and catch sight of another person on the other side who I try to dodge. I am not really in the mood to encounter the library weirdos.
I am feeling very smug, because Company magazine are doing a feature thing on THIS VERY BLOG and I have to go to London to have an interview and photographs taken of me and such, which, when I think of what I am about to write, does make me cringe slightly.
I shift my armful of books and get huffy at the other person in the corridor who is walking too closely to me
Briefly I contemplate what books I will get out, and how much my pesky fines will be. I check my phone and send MindReader a text telling him I am almost done.
I turn left into the fiction section and the Stranger and I do that weird English thing where you both try to go the same way and you laugh at each other and make embarrassed faces.
It is at about this moment that I realise the walls of the corridor are mirrored, and I am trying to walk past myself.
That was very, very funny. And just like something I would do.
That was the universe’s way of saying, “Stay humble.” Not that we had any doubt that you would.
EXCITED for you and your interview!
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